I heard that you restless. I
heard that you broke up. And I heard your girl let you down. Please,
don’t be sad. There’s one girl that doesn’t want to see you sad.
Myself. Can you see that I’m the one who understand you? Doesn’t mean I
want to be yours, I understand that love doesn’t need to have. I know
you, for once time, and I can receive it. You never realize the love I
feel inside. Shall I be the one for you? Maybe, but I guess, no.
Because you’re too perfect for me and I am just me, an ordinary girl
who loves someone who many girls fall for him.
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May 18, 2012
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