Saturday, April 28, 2012

You said move on, where do I go?




I love you, I always have.
I miss you, I always do.
I am sorry, I always wanted to tell you this.



If only I could hug you again, real damn close.
With my fingers running through your hair.
Smelling you body scent. 
I swear I will die without any regrets.






I wish I was looking into your eyes.
'Cause in your eyes, I'd like to stay.






I love you.






Till I realize,
I don't have the rights to do all the above anymore.

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