Style of your hair, shape of you eyes and your nose. The way you stare as if you see right through to my soul. It's your left hand and the way that is not quite as big as your right. The way you stand in the mirror before we go out at night. Our quiet time. Your beautiful mind.
They're all part of the list, things that I miss, things like your funny little laugh or the way you smile, or the way we kiss. What I noticed is this I come up with something new every single time that I sit and reminisce.
The way your sweet smell, lingers when you leave a room. Stories you tell as we lay in bed all afternoon. I dream of you now every night. In my mind is where we meet, and when I'm awake staring at pictures of you asleep. Touching your face. Invading your space.
They're all part of the list, things that I miss things like your funny little laugh or the way you smile, or the way we kiss.
What I noticed is this I come up with something new every single time that I sit and reminisce.
And you live in my memories for evermore, I swear. And you live in my memories for evermore, I swear.
They're all part of the list, things that I miss things like your funny little laugh or the way you smile, or the way we kiss.
What I noticed is this I come up with something new every single time that I sit and reminisce.
Ele sabe bem fazer as coisas. E tão bem.
Há dias em que gostava de andar de transportes públicos só para ir a ouvir música. No carro não é a mesma coisa. Estou há três horas em frente ao computador, com a televisão apagada, sem ligar muito ao facebook, só a ouvir música, algumas delas em loop. Lovemusiclife.
