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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Saturday, April 5, 2008 }

I didnt go in the end, dont ask me why. I wish it was me but I know somehow its not. But its okay. Because in so many ways, you deserve much better than me (:

Hold my thoughts
I'm at an impasse
Past the place I stopped before
The sweeper's sweeping fragments
Of my head out the door

And the ice it burns upon my forehead
The calmness starts to scream
Must I always hold the upright
When my soul longs to dream

Is it too much to find an answer
Is it too much to hold you close
Is it too much to find a reason
Is it too much to free my soul
From self control

I can't get it any better
I always end up killing time
Time for love and time for living
Time to find what's really mine

And I know you're always waiting for me
You take me far away
And I know you're holding me
And it's better now . . .
And it's better now . . .
And it's better now . . .


{ fin }