creating moments
I caught myself smiling,
from imagining us two laughing.
I caught myself dying,
if ever leaving will be happening.
I caught the feeling,
from him hugging me.
I caught myself with the thing
of ain't seeing with the love to be.
I imagine and see a lot.
Making maybe false hope with fanatsies.
making my heart feel hot.
with moments that are lies
...moments filled with love...
from imagining us two laughing.
I caught myself dying,
if ever leaving will be happening.
I caught the feeling,
from him hugging me.
I caught myself with the thing
of ain't seeing with the love to be.
I imagine and see a lot.
Making maybe false hope with fanatsies.
making my heart feel hot.
with moments that are lies
...moments filled with love...
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| Dasje (lucky): | Woensdag, augustus 01, 2012 08:41 |
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| Auteur: *PinkTears* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 augustus 2012 | ||
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