What’s love?
Can you see love?
Can you hear it?
Can you read love?
Can you feel it?
Is it love what you see in his eyes?
Do you hear love in the words that he says?
Do you read love in his messeges?
Do you feel love when he wrap his arms around you?
When are you in love?
I think that love is:
Always thinking of him,
A feeling that you can’t discribe,
Not in words,
Not in story’s,
Forget everything when you’re in his arms,
When it feels like youre heart is broken in a million pieces,
Just when he isn’t with you,
I think I’m in love....
Can you hear it?
Can you read love?
Can you feel it?
Is it love what you see in his eyes?
Do you hear love in the words that he says?
Do you read love in his messeges?
Do you feel love when he wrap his arms around you?
When are you in love?
I think that love is:
Always thinking of him,
A feeling that you can’t discribe,
Not in words,
Not in story’s,
Forget everything when you’re in his arms,
When it feels like youre heart is broken in a million pieces,
Just when he isn’t with you,
I think I’m in love....
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| Auteur: Schwester | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 oktober 2002 | ||
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