Sunday, August 29, 2010

If I could write you a song and make you fall in love.

想念你的笑, 还有身上的味道.
我想念你的吻,
和手指淡淡烟草味道
记忆中曾被爱的味道.

还没为你把红豆熬成缠绵的伤口
然后一起分享会更明白相思的哀愁.
还没好好的感受醒着亲吻的温柔
可能在我左右你才追求
孤独的自由.

...♥

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You may not be his first, his last, or his only. He loved before, he may love again. But if he loves you now, what else matters? He’s not perfect – you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if he can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can.

He may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you can break – his heart. So don’t hurt him, don’t change him, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than he can give.

Smile when he makes you happy, let him know when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there.


- Bob Marley.

Sorry, I changed the "she" to "he". Well, after all, it's more relating if it's a guy right! Heheh.

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