4 feb 2010

Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things. Dreams of you and me, It seems,that I can’t shake those memories. I wonder if you have the same dreams too .
The littlest things that take me there, I know it sounds lame but it’s so true I know it’s not right but it seems unfair. That thing’s are reminding me of you. Sometimes I wish we could just pretend, even if only for one weekend. So come on Tell me, Is this the end?
Drinkin’ tea in bed, watchin’ DVD’s. When I discovered all your dirty, grotty magazines, you’d take me out shopping and all we’d buy is trainers, As if we ever needed anything to entertain us. The first time that you introduced me to your friends And you could that tell I was nervous, so you held my hand when I was feeling down, you’d make that face you do
There’s no one in the world who could replace you .


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