viernes, 25 de junio de 2010


And with all these friends
and lovers, there is no one
compares with you.
And
these memories lose their
meaning when I think of
love as something new.
And I know I'll never lose
affection for people and
things that went before.
I know I'll often stop and
think about them,

In my life I loved you more.

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