the pattern
she loves me. she loves me not. she loves me. she loves me not. she loves me. she loves me not. she loves me. she loves me not.
i'm terrified of being left.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
About Me
- Name: Iris
- Location: Eindhoven, Netherlands
I can't be your weather
'cause if it rains, then it rains.
I can't be your lover
because the feelings would change.
I can't be the wind
because the wind blows too free,
but if you want a true companion
don't forget about me
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