06 fevereiro 2009

I remember how your eyes smiled at me
and I remember the way you told me
which blues were blues
which blues were purple
sometimes I miss you so bad
and then there was this night
when we went through your life and lovers
it was only then that I understood
that we were never meant to be
it hurted... so... bad

1 comentário:

undefined disse...

É a fórmula do rapaz perfeito, nãome esqueço dessa :D

Beijinho flôr :D