I couldn't touch you then; you were too near.
Forgive me.
Goodbye my shooting star. I'll be hooting for you.
30.5.08
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I met a crazy guy who made my heart do a somersault. What the...
I couldn't touch you then; you were too near.
Forgive me.
Goodbye my shooting star. I'll be hooting for you.
Posted by Angela Heidi Hoyumpa at 9:38 AM 1 comments