I cry about you like that these days. I love you, and I cry about you. Don’t feel bad, though. Anything is worth your love.
I cry about you like that these days. I love you, and I cry about you. Don’t feel bad, though. Anything is worth your love.
When I look at you
into your eyes, which are kissed
by the goddess Aphrodite herself
I cannot help but to feel at ease