Thursday, November 10, 2005

And talk to me
Like you don't know
What we ever fought about
I don't remember anymore

I just know that you warm my heart
And know what all my imperfections are

you say that I am the brightest
Little firefly in your jar


Brightest - Copeland

posted by stacey @ Thursday, November 10, 2005

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