played all the songs we used to play in the choir room that november. where we would amuse ourselves with music on the piano and guitar and just while the hours away. things were simple then. maybe they still are now, just that i can't see it. but i miss those times. when all we needed were the two of us.
a quote from
eva's blog:"If I find it so hard to love myself, why would you?"
and i wish things were different. if only..
but things will never turn out the way we want them to, or we could just simply run the world.
with nothing but your t-shirt on
