who is there?

lunes, 20 de diciembre de 2010

Maybe i know, somewhere, deep in my soul, that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone, or keep a straight face. And i've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable, distance. And up until now I had sworn to myself that i was content with lonelinessCos none of it was ever worth the risk, but you are the only exception. Ive got a tight grip on reality but i cant let go of what's in front of me here. I know your leaving in the morning, when you wake up leave me with some proof its not a dream


You, are, the only exception

and I'm on my way to beliveing it...
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