» there’s love, which is much deeper, much different. It’s a thing of beauty.
Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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Wednesday, August 22, 2007 at 10:55 PM
do you know what it feels like loving someone
that's in a rush to throw you away?
do you know what it feels like to be the last one
to know the lock on the door has changed?

BEAT THAT.


/ no harm trying.
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