Plagiarism is not advisable. You'll hear a gunshot if we see it happening anywhere.
I wish you’ve never been so sweet, I wish you weren’t too special, I wish you never became my world. The problem is you are. I wish I didn’t know you and I wish I didn’t love you. The problem is I do.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Risk.


 I still haven't decided whether I like it or not when it rains. Because I just love looking at the rain coming down, but then, I also tend to think about her. It makes me pretty sad most of the time. Although it's only been a few days, I'm already missing her. But don't get the wrong idea, I don't love her I just really like her But that's only because I don't think I'm ready to fall in love yet. 

God, what am I to do now? Should I just give up? Or take the risk to tell her how I really feel about her? Oh, I am just so afraid.

Written with ,
Rafael.

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