Tomorrow is going to be a tough day, I'll have to say bye to you again and that breaks my heart but...
... but today is not tomorrow. Now you are in my arms. Now I can hold you, I can hear you, I can smell you. Now I can taste you lips and look into your eyes...
so, who cares about tomorrow now?
Friday, August 21, 2009
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