Kiss me quickly. Before I meet. Before you teach. Before you feel something for you. Before you hurt me. Kiss me now that it is early. I have not found the faults you. I look perfect. They look forward to your every touch.
Kiss me quick before the morrow. He kissed me all that persecution that still hurts. Kiss me dry my tears. Even not to feel something for you, make me feel. Something. Again.
I need to feel anything other than pain. Even
You're not what I'm looking, I want to kiss me. To regain myself. Lost somewhere chasing the crumbs I left someone else in the forest.
Kiss me and I promise I'll be there. For at that time.
Our friends love us for who we are right; Yes, but if you problematic, you claim to love you so as you are; If you tire of seeing you make the same mistake again and again; There is no end to the patience; There. When you see that the other does not get from words at some point decide that they deserve each other. Goes away. I've done. Please do not do it. I know. What you say only. know. will not happen again. If redo am worthy of my destiny. I love you and will fight not to go. When you fight for something worth this. You're a part of me now. If you leave, I'll be incomplete.
hidden in his arms and not afraid anymore. You're home. You bring your face and neck like a cat rubbed over it. In kiss and feel complete. Feel the joy of dumb 16 year old girl who just kissed her first boy. All movements are obvious choreographed by the universe. It's so unusual but so familiar feeling. As if you've never experienced before somewhere else but like to live for the first time here. You say, here I am. I do not want to leave. It keeps you there though. In kicks. And where were you in the warmth of your house, you're naked in a forest and cold. His words sent in there. The moment you heard the ¨ I do not want to be with you, you felt your heart torn. Not to break, to tear. The pain tear your heart was moved to the body. Normal pain. Did you feel your bones to grind. You think that you will recover. The next release date like a zombie. And suddenly, you wake up and you're good. No more.
Pain impale his heart and did not know whom to blame. Or rather, you know, but do not want. The only one who is in the dock is yourself and the prosecution yourself. Not to understand; When he gets into a state is clear, but you do not want to see because you look all through the pink bubble of your emotions, enough time that you open your eyes and syniditopoieis that the one who hits the same your self. There is no love from the other side. Although there may be with you. For a year. We will were no excuses. Thinking how many friends you have made over "because they were obsessed." This does not blame everything; Not the object of desire, of them. You say is stupid but good; I do not see it; But it is time that you say that about yourself and feel asshole. They let him pass the time. Certainly not regret it, only fools regret his actions. Just learn to be careful from now on. What brings. What you get. What they expect from some, and if your expectations are realistic. also so is love. Absurd. Do not look. finished now.
angry; Yes. Very. With you. With me. With everything. I was right. What I feared. Exactly. The verification of fears. Verify that I am passing on your life. Why not do it earlier; Because I was afraid this fucking verification. And now; This. That is all. Life without you. Dull and monotonous. Until someone comes to take me from hand to wipe my tears and give me a ray of light again. I'm good; Yes. Better touches the ground despite the clouds. They were all created their own me. The truth hurts and to be better than stupid teenage dreams. I am also great for longer stories.
had done this route million times. The rain fell on the window and thinking that I am happy to see him. He had not seen him about two weeks, were said to not meet again, but after each setback was turning to him. In that house, which was an old house, but now seemed foreign to find peace. Why; It should think, ought not to give excuses, it was only herself. Ever sat less than 24 hours, because if he sat feeling more that he lived again in 2007 and did not want. He always had a warm hug and after so many years had the magical ability to make you laugh with her heart. Sex, always perfect, but go for it there. Go to confirm that he wants to live again companionship. That he had become a lonely monster, caveman, and that man is still at the company's DNA. They talked about everything except for essentials. We do not ask, do not never asked him what his personal life. It was an unspoken agreement to let their personal lives outside of their relationship. You never said that last year he fell in love and broke the other's heart into a thousand pieces. It did not matter. Exalllou he was there to give it a bandage. To stop the bleeding heart and a kiss to give hope to rediscover their love. The stroked and felt again that he loves. Him and caresses it. No, love. Love in the truest form. When you see the monster to another, and love, is love. Even when in a years left love. If you want to be good the other even when they are with you, this is love. Everything else is just sunflower seeds.
Look at the album. Pictures from their first Christmas, Easter holidays in Crete, birthday on the terrace, the celebrations at home with friends. Smiles and love. Only he had spent all alone. Not quite alone, he was always in her head. It was as if they were always beside her, a ghost who watched at every move. Read what he had written a year for him. The same old thing. To please him, and attempts to convince herself unstuck. A chronos.Enas whole time with exactly the same. He spoke before time runs out. I will not leave to put the time and being in her life. Several ran. Her feet hurt, losing her breath. You will not ever understand him. Better to go. I passed. Like always, will one day kill the ghost inside. He put his new year's eve finally says well the Jay Jay Johanson
Tonight it's New Year's eve Another year passed by Will you be there by my side
I can feel tears begin Running down on my chin Twelve months of holding in it
angry; Yes. Very. With you. With me. With everything. I was right. What I feared. Exactly. The verification of fears. Verify that I am passing on your life. Why not do it earlier; Because I was afraid this fucking verification. And now; This. That is all. Life without you. Dull and monotonous. Until someone comes to take me from hand to wipe my tears and give me a ray of light again. I'm good; Yes. Better touches the ground despite the clouds. They were all created their own me. The truth hurts and to be better than stupid teenage dreams. I am also great for longer stories. 
