I will always love you. I will melt when you say my name. I will fold under your pressure. I will cry when we separate.
But I will leave. You will not leave me, not again. Have heart, my soul has mended. I will find my love. Not my true love, that was you. You gave it away. But, I will find happiness. (i hope)
Love scares me.
Why'd you have to make me fear such a beautiful thing?
POSTED BY Karina ON domingo, 11 de abril de 2010 @ 22:01
