it's love, by *a beautifully confused girl* |
how I knew? well, i just did. it was one of those things, ya know; you just feel it. it’s not spoken over a loudspeaker – or written on the sidewalk – its kinda like a little lightbulb in your head, that turns on from a button pushed in your heart. |
Posted: 2010-11-16 23:03:52 UTC |
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