☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
so deep in the ground
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
something alone those lines..
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
just for you
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
this is it.
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
your memory still lingers here
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
Death is beautiful too...
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
in blossom
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
entwined and impossible to unwind
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
breeze
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
the little things do matter.
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
soft whispers
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
sweet memories
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
i'm so blue for you
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
spring colours
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
spring colours
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
hanging on to your every word.
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
daffodils aren't always yellow
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
honey, there's still something in your eyes.
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
what a waste, all these lost conversations..
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
in your face
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
I could really use a wish right now.
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
to be free and still as you
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
you could be frozen and i wouldn't notice
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
true red doesn't mean true love.
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
roses by the window. watching the rain.
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
the beauty inside always prevails.
☆ Ms.Brightside ☆ (Safa Aziz):
Nostalgia; not the feeling but the memory of feeling
