La Lavande
And such are the thoughts of a romantic with daydreams lovely and diaphanous.
Monday, January 16, 2012
every morning I look at you and smile
I love you.
I love you so much even though I hate you sometimes.
I hate you because you make my life so confusing.
But I still love you either way.
I love you so much you don't even know -- it's ridiculous.
And I still love you.
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