They say Paris is the city of love.
But when you're with me, no matter what city, it becomes the city of love.
They say the rose is the flower of love,
But even if you gave me a dandelion, I'd be the happiest girl alive.
They say diamonds are the ring of love,
But even a ring pop would do for me.
Whatever you give me, I wouldn't care.
As long as its something you desire to share.
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Monday, 29 April 2013
How I Feel
When I look you, I feel like I'm a different person.
My stomach feels full of butterflies.
My feet make me the clumsiest person alive.
My hands drop everything I am holding.
My pupils dilate.
My breathing gets spaced.
When I look at you, I feel nobody else could look
at you any other way.
My stomach feels full of butterflies.
My feet make me the clumsiest person alive.
My hands drop everything I am holding.
My pupils dilate.
My breathing gets spaced.
When I look at you, I feel nobody else could look
at you any other way.
I'll Be There For You.
No matter what your plans in life,
I'll be there for you.
No matter how far you want to get,
I'll be there for you.
No matter how many times you get knocked down,
I'll be there for you.
I want you to understand that,
I'll be there for you.
Sunday, 28 April 2013
One Way or Another
Losing
love is like
losing
laughter.
love is like
losing
laughter.
Hurting
her is like
hurting
health.
her is like
hurting
health.
Letting
her see you
with
someone else
is like
puncturing
her
soul slowly.
her see you
with
someone else
is like
puncturing
her
soul slowly.
When he
looks at me,
there is a
persistent
pounding
in my heart
like a
million
anxiety attacks.
When I see
you with her,
a little part
of me
dies inside.
I know
you were
never mine
to have
in the
sure
feels like it.
Never
will
I
find
someone
like
you.
looks at me,
there is a
persistent
pounding
in my heart
like a
million
anxiety attacks.
When I see
you with her,
a little part
of me
dies inside.
I know
you were
never mine
to have
in the
first place,
but it sure
feels like it.
Never
will
I
find
someone
like
you.
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Why?
I want to know...why?
Just tell me and I'll understand...why?
Why?
What did I ever do to you...why?
What did I do to lose what I never had...why?
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