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 28, 2010

I'll be spending nights wishing you were here.


You told me you'd always love me & nobody else could love me like you do.
You get angry at me sometimes.
But I still tell myself that I know that everything's going to be alright.
I need you like a heartbeat. You'll be the last, and the first person I'd be chasin' for in life.
I'll be making the efforts, finding out how much you love me
I'd be making thrice the efforts, telling you how much I love you.
Cause I'm worried that this'll be my last few words to you.
Every night at 11:11, I wish for you to be right next to me.
&
Sometimes I wish I was a little kid again... 
skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
I miss having you next to me. I'll be waiting for you. 
xx

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Harajuku.

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