domingo, 8 de enero de 2012

As you break my heart again this time.

Lights on. Dancing. You. Me. Lots of people. Your hand in me. My hand in your hair. Smile at me and I'll smile back. Kiss me. Stop. It's not supposed to be like this. It hurts. Talk to me. Kiss me again. Hurt me. That's what you do, everytime. I still want to kiss you. Let me want you. You don't want me. But I love you. And today... I already miss you.

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