THE BLUE SKY
THE SKY IS NOT ALWAYS BRIGHT.
Saturday, 9 June 2012
uNtiTlEd
When I first saw you, I was afraid to talk to you. When I first talked to you, I was afraid to like you. When I first liked you, I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you I'm afraid to lose you.
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