The hardest thing to do with me ; is getting it through my thick skull that you want me.
When I look at you, looking at me ; it is hard to look away.
Love is always there ; because love, loves us too much to leave us in hate.
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC
The hardest thing to do with me ; is getting it through my thick skull that you want me.
When I look at you, looking at me ; it is hard to look away.
Love is always there ; because love, loves us too much to leave us in hate.
