sexta-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2011

Stay with me, sit down.
I can't.
But you love me.
I've got to go.
Don't make me that, please.
It was good.
Yes, because I love you.
Don't make this hard.
Hard is to breathe without you.
I'm far, but I'm with you, in yout heart.
My heart is yours.
I know. Like mine, it belongs to you.
Then it gets.
Goodbye. I love you.

He was not.

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