Direktlänk till inlägg 1 juli 2012
no idea of what i feel about you.
of how much i care about you.
of how much i think you're amazing and beautiful.
of what i think we could become.
of how much you make me happy and sad at the same time.
of how much you make me feel so alive.
of the butterfly riot that takes place in my stomach when you talk to me.
of how much you make me worry and scared.
you have no idea..
It's morning, you wake, a sunray hits your faceSmeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction.Hush baby, speak softly, tell me you're awfully sorry That you pushed me into the coffee table last nightSo I can push you off me.Try and touch me so I...
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