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segunda-feira, 5 de julho de 2010

Care. days days days days days and thus was composing a month.

These weeks have been, everything to me

Hun, look ... Why pick me? I am terrified about you, you're always on your best... uff..
 I'm afraid that you keep looking so much to me, snooping my past, i'm afraid of you discovering my flaws... I do have a past.
I do want you to stay. But you made a big mistake, when you lied.
When we were together that night in that tent, at that party, with all that rain, the moon was the brightest thing, although I kept looking at you, i gave you my hand, and tought, we are made for each other, and then I lied to you.

 I lied when i said that i will never feel jealous about your ways of loving.
                                  I do want you just for me.

Sorry if I lied, I just prefer to leave you, than see you leavin' me first

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

Es Sublime!
Although, not made for love.

Meeguii disse...

adoro o que escreves :D