Who shall not agree
Love's a delicate subject.
All that surrounds seem to bore
Blinding lights are tearing
hollow roads are wearing.
She've done all to appease emptiness within.
Still,
Something's missing.
She always smile, because she's hiding something else.
lock me out of your coridoor, leave me by the stairs.
I think,
if you would, i would.
She miss Him;
Oh Reel Love. Y
Again, yipppppeeeeee! Countdown to Xmas and seeing Eugene tomorrow, like finally :)