sexta-feira, 15 de outubro de 2010

Vinci Zeff.


He doesn't own me, but he owns my heart. He doesn't own my wills, but he is one of them. He doesn't own my thoughts, but he is always in it. He doesn't own my mind, but he is the one I think about. He doesn't own my rotine, but he is the one with who I want to spend my time with. He doesn't own the truth, but he is the one I want to believe in. He doesn't own my feelings, but he is the one with who I want to share them. He doesn't own my words and that's why I can say, sinceraly, "I love you".

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