Since the moment you walked in, I felt that something special.
At least you were for me.
I thought I wanted someone to hold me tight and love me.
I guess it's fine that way.
I started searching love down that bottle again.
But you were not there.
Maybe it's in the next?
I drank all the other ones. Now i feel light.
On and on again, so the feeling don't wear off, so I forget you.
Sometimes I hope you think of me at least as much as I think of you.
My hands are cold.
You hope my heart is not the same.
I'm so sorry about that.
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