piątek, 28 grudnia 2012

37. RED


Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall

Missing him was dark grey, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red

Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like wishing you'd never found out that love could be that strong!

bluse: Massimo Dutti    |   jacket: h&m   |   fur: warehouse   |   trousers: amisu   |    shose: deezee   |   earrings: sh   |   bag: gift   |   gloves ombre: 

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I like it!

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