No matter how often you send me messages,
I wouldnt be able to read them.
No matter how many times you say you love me,
I wouldnt be here to hear them.
Even if you call my phone a thousand times
I wouldnt be here to answer it.
And when that happen, you'd wish you can turn back time, just to spend a moment with me, but it's all too late.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
22.07.2009
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