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Every night I dream about you and me. You and I hold each other hand in hand and go on a small path in a spring forest. We are moving towards the end of the trail, toward the light.
Varje natt drömmer jag om dig och mig. Du och jag håller varandra hand i hand och går på en liten stig i en vår skog. Vi går mot slutet av stigen,mot ljuset.
Strange; I barely know you, but yet I feel deeply connected to you. Crave; I never had you, but yet I feel so lonely without you.
Dear John, I am fully aware that this may not be your name, but I had nothing else to call you. I don't know your name.
Just two days ago I swore this was love I met this girl on a bus Most would have thought it was lust But she knew who I was Friends I knew, she knew, so they talk about us I knew things about...
Nothing was more daunting than the first day at a new college. It was about a thousand times worse in the middle of the term.
The bell sounded; chairs scraped, people stood and I reached out to him in my mind. Nothing. Not a whisper.
I had one. I really did. I couldn’t believe he was right. I still wasn’t ruling out him being crazy, but he was right about this. I had a spot where our shoulders touched, in the shape of a heart.
I wake up from those dreams, And all I remember is you. Only that you where there, Even though others were too. But I can't name them, I can't remembers their faces. I just remember you...
Ummm to know your name, for you to feel the same, to get inside that big sexy brain, for it to stop me feeling pain, To feel you hold me ever so tight, to tell me everything's going to be alright,to...