Well I thought that we could sit around and talk for hours about things I couldn't say to you... And things that we could never do.
... the last something that meant anything.
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jueves, 20 de agosto de 2009
sábado, 25 de julio de 2009
jueves, 25 de junio de 2009
lunes, 27 de abril de 2009
yours
please stay until im gone
im here hold on to me
im right here waiting
and take my one last breath
and dont forget
that i will be right here waiting
im here hold on to me
im right here waiting
and take my one last breath
and dont forget
that i will be right here waiting
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lunes, 20 de abril de 2009
"everything was fine before you saw him"
you said move on, where do i go? i guess second best is all i will know. cause when im with him i am thinking of you. what you would do if you were the one who was spending the night? i wish that i was looking into your eyes. he kissed my lips, i taste your mouth... he pulled me in, i was discussed with myself. the best and yes, i do regret. how could i let myself let you go? and now, the lessons learned. i touched and i was burned. oh i think you should know...
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miércoles, 15 de abril de 2009
without you i'll be miserable at best
this will be the first time in a week that ill talk to you, and i cant speak. its been 3 whole days since ive had sleep cause i dream of her lips on your cheek. i got the point that i should leave you alone, but we both know that im not that strong.
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lunes, 16 de febrero de 2009
martes, 7 de octubre de 2008
almost lover
Goodbye, my almost lover... Goodbye, my hopeless dream. I'm trying not to think about you, can't you just let me be? So long, my luckless romance. My back is turned on you. Should I've known you'd bring me heartache?... Almost lovers always do.
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domingo, 5 de octubre de 2008
better that we break
I never knew perfection until I heard you speak, and now it kills me just to hear you say the simple things. Now waking up is hard to do, and sleeping is impossible too... Everything is reminding me of you. What can I do? It is not right, not okay; say the word that you will say. Maybe we are better off this way. I am not fine, I am in pain. It is harder everyday. Maybe we are better off this way...
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