I Look back at the one and every summertime,when my dreams was all about a girl,I wanted her safely in my arms,she was so young and invincible...truth sips,she never wanted to kiss and tell and I never thought it went so well,'young love is such dumb love',call it what you want but it's still Love...'Cause we're just kids in love,the autuums gona be rough to ous,the first kiss and the breath on my lips,I just want that thing.

May our breath smell smoke and alcohol,but who cares it would still be love,the hearts still beates inside our chests,we beat them with every test...Her smile with the wind blowing through her hair,her parfume was so contagius in the air,so satifysing and i'm still smileing for you...
Tatoos on our hands,shaped like hearts,whenever you leave it looks like it's broke,young love is such good love,call it what you want,but we're still young.
I want to ask her now,we talk alot,so why not?
I fear nothing anymore,I can kiss her right now ...

The end of the Love Story.(-continue-?)

Annons

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Anonymous Sun 10 Oct 2010 16:22

yeeeesssss! .D

HallB4Kitchen Sun 10 Oct 2010 16:55

...?

Anonymous Tue 12 Oct 2010 19:10

haha

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September 2011