Okay, i can tell myself in the daytime, i dont need you, its your loss not mine.
But how come everytime i see you, my heart still misses a beat&iget butterflies?
In the night i think of you, it makes me feel better.
But now all you are is another page in the book.
But i think im in love with you.
And you dont feel the same way..
I just hope that girl knows how lucky she is..
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Tuesday, 23 February 2010
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