När kärleken föds, har den inget namn.
Men vi hade den här, tills du släppte min hand.
torsdag 23 december 2010
måndag 13 december 2010
13/12 - 2010
What hurts the most is being so
close, and having so much to say
but watching you walk away.
And never knowing, what could
been; and and not seeing that
loving you was what i was trying to do.
close, and having so much to say
but watching you walk away.
And never knowing, what could
been; and and not seeing that
loving you was what i was trying to do.
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