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.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Believing.


Love is not something to play around with.
It is a dangerous and deadly game.
You make mistakes, you learn from them; you tell yourself you won't make those mistakes again.
But in the end, sometimes, you do. Why?
I don't know, you tell me. Because you did it, not me.

 If you've not fallen in love yet, then don't go looking for it. It will come for you one day. When? You won't ever know. So just be patient. 

Maybe right now you don't think love exists, and haven't been for a while, but it does. Just trust me on this.

I'll be your superman, if you'll be my star, the brightest one in the dark night sky.

Written with ,
Rafael.

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