segunda-feira, 8 de fevereiro de 2010

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Not A Smell, Not A Taste, Not Even The Colour Of The Sky, Has Ever Been As Sharp And Clear As It Was When I Belonged To Her.

I miss you all the time, but I miss you the most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times that we spent together, for those were some of the best and most memorable times of my life.

I Can't Even Comprehend The Way My Heart Beats Rapidly As I See You, Even In My Dreams.

There once was a time when silence meant nothing to me...

These words where never easier for me to say or for her to second guess. But I guess that I can live without you, but without you I'm miserable at best.