It's hard to see the heart in your eyes
And I'm not impaired to be
A Valentine's day without you, for me
Is a kind of poetry
For that day to come, I could not pray
So I stay, looking
Who you are to me
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC
It's hard to see the heart in your eyes
And I'm not impaired to be
A Valentine's day without you, for me
Is a kind of poetry
For that day to come, I could not pray
So I stay, looking
Who you are to me
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