martes, 30 de junio de 2009

You're the direction I follow to get home. When I feel like I can't go on, you tell me to go and it's like I can't feel a thing without you around. And don't mind me if I get weak in the knees 'cause you have that effect on me, you do. Everything you say, every time we kiss, I can't think straight, but I'm okay. And I can't think of anybody else who I hate to miss as much as I hate missing you...

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