Tre år.



I die a little more inside
As you and I drift slowly more apart
Your imperfections make you beautiful
In ways that only you could be
And it turned out that my biggest imperfection
Was dreaming all the time of you and me

I can't imagine moving on.


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Postat av: L i n n [ S A I K ]

Du vet vart jag finns hjärtat, älskar dig. <3

2011-01-07 @ 21:33:59
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