If you give them the chance.

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don't sell your heart,

Friday, March 20, 2009

MAYBE WHAT i WOULD DO WHEN i HAVE FALLEN OUT OF LOVE?

'cause if you jump I will jump too
we will fall together
from the building's ledge
never looking back at what we've done
we'll say it was love
'cause I would die for you
on skyway avenue;

this is from Kelly, my lovely tramp senior.
It kind of would be what I would feel when I have lost love, I guess...

but I have some lines to add

that

when you look back on what you have done;
you might never have realized the world of regrets you have piled for
yourself

when you know you can't turn back;
its the part when you can never get back.

its sorrowful but it really brings the meaning, I guess?

don't say we're not meant to be.