I'm scared to care too much, to miss too much, to feel that rush once more, to love again at the risk of getting hurt. But what I fear most is the thought of you leaving me when i'm already conquered those fears for you.
Sometimes we picture ourselves as a tiny significant star, chasing a beautiful moon, but litle did we know that we are being followed and loved by a patient cloud....
Sunday, March 20, 2011
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