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.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

We all have stories we'll never tell.


 And it was mainly because of you.

Written with ♥,
Rafael.
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