Monday 28 November 2011

You've got to fight for every dream, 
because, who's to know, which one you let go,
could have made you complete?

Well, with me.
It's waking up beside you, to watch the sunrise on your face...
To know that I can say, "I Love You", in any given time or place...

It's little things that only I know...
Those are the things that make you mine.

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