Thursday, March 18, 2010

.i'm like a bird.

It's not that I wanna say goodbye
It's just that every time you try to tell me that you love me
Each and every single day I know
I'm going to have to eventually give you away
And though my love is rare
And though my love is true
Hey I'm just scared
That we may fall through

Nelly Furtado

.everything happens for a reason. we just have to except that. we leave, we stay, we go back, we separate, we come together all for a reason. our steps are already ordered. you can't change what's done. no regrets. still.

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