If only this feeling dont exist
November 26th, 2007 by nannierox I saw him with the same T yesterday
Oh whatever, he still looks good anyway
He walks along the same hallway
The same path he took everyday
He might not be pretty
He might not be neat
He walks around so carelessly
Not looking at anybody
He’s always alone with his earphone on
I wonder what’s on his mind when the love song is on
Wish i could take his brain and put it into mine
So that i’ll know, what his dream girl would be like
Whenever will i have the guts
To ’say hi’ or ‘lets fly a kite’
Later or tomorrow might be too late
But even now i couldnt, so enough said…:(
