the best summer ever; because of you.
My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.
whispers of summer
her story
friends
birdsongs
memories
sunrays
sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:
Saturday, August 01, 2009
it doesn't matter.
it doesn't matter.honestly.think back and talk to me
do you think i'm wasting my time
doing things i wanna do?
but it hurts when you disapprove
all along.
and now i try hard to make it
i just want to make you proud
i'm never gonna be good enough for you
i can't pretend that i'm alright
[i'm sorry; i can't be perfect.] 7:11 pm