Too late
What have you done to me? I am so confused.
I think that I am falling in love again, and I don’t know what to do.
I never told you, the way I feel when you hold my hand.
The way I feel when you hold me, they way I feel when I am with you, you´ll never understand.
I wanted to tell you this, but I wisely shut my mouth.
Looking back, I regret everything I did, everything I said.
I thought it was impossible to be in love with you.
I know that I am too late to tell you what I feel, you moved on…
I have got to be strong
but I don't know if i can.
I love you, but you’ll never know.
I am too late. but believe me I didn't want it to go, the way it went.
I think that I am falling in love again, and I don’t know what to do.
I never told you, the way I feel when you hold my hand.
The way I feel when you hold me, they way I feel when I am with you, you´ll never understand.
I wanted to tell you this, but I wisely shut my mouth.
Looking back, I regret everything I did, everything I said.
I thought it was impossible to be in love with you.
I know that I am too late to tell you what I feel, you moved on…
I have got to be strong
but I don't know if i can.
I love you, but you’ll never know.
I am too late. but believe me I didn't want it to go, the way it went.
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| Augustijntje: | Zaterdag, november 06, 2010 12:06 |
| Try him.. maybe he moved on because he thought there was no other way. Now you can give him an alternative.. if your friendship survived his unrequited love for you, then it can survive yours too (if it comes down to it) | |
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 november 2010 | ||
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