Love is not being with someone who has the right ''qualifications''. Love is being with someone who is imperfect but you love them anyway.
Friday, July 06, 2012
my heaven
A drop in the ocean, a change in the weather. I was praying that you and me might end up together. It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert. But I'm holding you closer than most, ....'cause you are my heaven.
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