Today I took a look to an old fotolog I used to use. And I think I saw my old self die, then rot and somehow it managed to rise again, and learn to live again.
I saw my own apocalypsis, my own planet becoming dry and crumbling down.
Now I'm alive. My little planet has its own lovesong, there's not always spring, but there isn't eternal winter. It's perfectly normal. I'm safe, I'm the happiest I've ever been.
I love you honey... Don't you know how much I love you... How lucky I feel because YOU love me...
Today I took a look to an old fotolog I used to use. And I think I saw my old self die, then rot and somehow it managed to rise again, and learn to live again.
I saw my own apocalypsis, my own planet becoming dry and crumbling down.
Now I'm alive. My little planet has its own lovesong, there's not always spring, but there isn't eternal winter. It's perfectly normal. I'm safe, I'm the happiest I've ever been.
I love you honey... Don't you know how much I love you... How lucky I feel because YOU love me...