Sunday, April 3, 2011

padam, padam



Last night, I got jealous. Last night, I got drunk. Last night, I got kissed by sweetsweet lips. Last night, I realized that I actually wished that those sweetsweet lips was yours.

I can't help falling for you, over and over again. Everytime we touch, talk, walk. I'm falling, oh boy... I'm falling.

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