And occurring again old story all over again
i hurt of the complicated love
I want you to feel you understand me
Understand you
I want you to notice your love not he.
I was here
you never alone
Because i always nearly you in the day of your fall.
Listen my sicknees, this intuition call your name
Because half me touching your weaknees
All your wound has become mine
Because half i yourself.
Hareesh
2012/11/02 08:16