She cries harder and I know I should hug her, comfort her in some way, but I'm selfishly counting the pieces of my heart that lie on the floor around me.
One for every touch.
One for every kiss.
One for every time I told him I loved him.
One for every time he told me.

Autor: Cheryl McIntyre

She cries harder and I know I should hug her, comfort her in some way, but I'm selfishly counting the pieces of my heart that lie on the floor around me.<br />One for every touch.<br />One for every kiss.<br />One for every time I told him I loved him.<br />One for every time he told me. - Cheryl McIntyre



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