Mętlik w głowie. Straszny mętlik.

Jedna wiadomość: i know that distance between us is so much but as i said before i'll be always your friend and of course, if the destiny will give me the opportunity to be more than tha, i'll chatch that chance immediately.
I odpowiedź: i think it's impossible. But i also know that sometimes impossible is nothing
Potem jedna ballada z dedykacją:
I jej słowa:
I just can’t let it die
Cause her heart’s just like mine
And she holds her pain inside(...)
So if she’s somewhere near me
I hope to God she hears me
There’s no one else could ever make me feel
I’m so alive
I hoped she’d never leave me
Please God you must believe me
I’ve searched the universe and found myself
Within’ her eyes'

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