its a choice given to me.jong ask me to choose to tell myself or he tells it for me.well.i dunnoe.i choose for him to sae.cus i m never gonna do tat.tat's jus madness.sch almost everydae even on sat.tat's like gosh.even on sat.i was packing my stuff in the afternoon.gee~never realise tat my table was in such a mess.trust me its much better now.a few more daes and i will b off.perhaps a break form the stress.the load of work.and him?i dunnoe.
Everytime I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you baby
I make believe
That you are here
It's the only way
I see clear
What have I done
You seem to move on easy
guess this best explain how i feel it through.where did the colors of my life go?.
u have no idea how much i love u ! ?
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