She sometimes wake in the deepest part of the night,hoping to reach out and pull him into her arms.Holding him vlose to her beating heat. It brings tears to her eyes when she realizes that they can"t be together night. She can't help, but think that life is some what like a game of poker, We've been dealt a bad hand... Were the cards that don't go together...Some may call it fate,some may call it destiny,her love, but she has to believe whats meant to be is out of her hands and her control. Even those this maybe true,for a little while she was blessed with an angel in the cards,that was dealt by the lord himself.
