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Monday, May 28, 2007

flashback

iTunes was running freely.

This song played.
All of a sudden I'm reminded.

We were lying next to each other,
looking into each other's eyes.

This song was playing:

No one ever saw me like you do
All the things that I could add up too
I never knew just what a smile was worth
But your eyes see everything without a single word


'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me
It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece
You make me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be
I never know what you see
But there's somethin' in the way you look at me


If I could freeze a moment in my mind
It'll be the second that you touch your lips to mine
I'd like to stop the clock, make time stands still
'Cause, baby, this is just the way I always wanna feel


'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me
It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece
You make me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be
I never know what you see
But there's somethin' in the way you look at me


I don't know how or why I feel different in your eyes
All I know is it happens every time


The way you look at me



Mushy enough, we were howling along while still looking into each other's eyes.


I think I miss that moment.



Then again memories are just what they are, memories.
They hold no power to bring back anything or change anything.


11:56 am


Do you wannabe a superstar?