He's stands there than walks away my god if I can only say I'm holding every breath for him... he'd never tell you, but he can play guitar I think he can see through everything, but my heart my first thought when I wake up is my God he's beautiful so I put on my make-up and pray for a miracle...
I could tell you his favorite color's green he loves to argue, oh how he kills me his sister's beautiful and he has his father's eyes and if you asked me if I love him, I'd lie...
+black_and_white_rose+ · Tue Oct 09, 2007 @ 12:05am · 0 Comments |