What would happen if I didn't see the blue stars...
Deeply my heart will start to ache...
I don't think you will
ever fully understand...
The feeling of your fingers
as they tantalize my skin...
We can't predict the future, so therefore we don't...
Because we both followed our hearts, we found love...
The feeling of the sun
the sweetness of a fruit...
Dresses up pretty,
looking all nice...
Dont be mad at me
but i dont want to take this gradually...
We stand in silence
your hands on my waist...
Saintly pouring
The butter soft rain in which you kiss me...
Why does the feeling
of a broken heart...
Beautiful
You make me feel beautiful...
When you hold my hand...
I know that you want to be with me...