donderdag 28 april 2011
woensdag 27 april 2011
And I love you more than I did before. And if today I don’t see your face, nothing’s changed, no one can take your place. It gets harder everyday. Say you love me more than you did before, and I’m sorry it’s this way. But I’m coming home, I’ll be coming home. And if you ask me I will stay, I will stay.
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