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, September 11, 2010

I'll love you till the sky falls down.


2085. I wish we figure out what's wrong before it's too late. We're drifting apart, and I don't know why. 

Source - Tumblr.

Written with ♥,
Rafael.
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