Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Thursday, May 22, 2008

The Only One Who Gets Me.

Sometimes I swear I don't know if I am coming or going,
But you always say something without even knowing,
That I am hanging onto your words with all my might,
And it's alright,
Yeah I'm alright,
For one more night.

Yeah, you get me...
It's amazing to me--
How everyday, everyday, everyday--
You save my life.

posted by Alexandra at 6:31 AM

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