quinta-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2012

That's what i call love

I would wait a million years to do everything I want to. I would.
I just can't wait for another kiss... The nights are so long, I feel so lonely and sad. At night it's all about me.
I am always looking foward to fell asleep, just for in the morning I do all those little things for you. The clothes, the make-up, the little bows in my hair. I try to be the perfect one. And i know I am, at least for you.
I can't wait to wake up by your side and the first thing to do in the morning is look at you. You are not perfect, but you are the one who fills the empty space inside my chest.

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