December 2009
2 posts
Sometimes.
Sometimes I wish that what I do for you, you will do for me. I understand that I’m not like the girls you were with. I’m more, I do more. Just for you. It’s not fair for you, that’s true. You’re not like me, I get it. But don’t you ever think in your mind, that you love me, more than anything and that you want to do something for me? A random kiss here and...