Wednesday, June 22, 2011
You feel the greatest feeling everytime you're with that special someone.
You can't sleep because you'll see him tomorrow.
Everytime you're with him it's like a moment in heaven.
When this feeling dissappears, your heart will be breaking and tears come constantly.
Every beat of your heart hurts from all the pain.
Love. It's not what it seems.
Love. It's not what it seems.
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