Like a flower i blossomed next to u
like a bird u let me fly away
and
like a storm i keep crying so hard...

I want that feeling back so bad...i just keep breaking hearts...including mine...=(

I let u go so i could fly...but i broke my wing when i looked back...

He loves me, He loves me not...
&& that was the last flower in her garden. It became cloudy and a storm came out her eyes