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i wish i could see the rain falling down your face every day
drops of inspiration from God playing beautiful games with your eyes.
could it be that you are the answer to my prayers?
in all your calmness, quiet smiles passed to and fro,
i wonder if you ask Him for me at night too.
i ask "if i tell you a secret, will you tell anyone?"
you want to know what my secret is without answering my question
my shaky laugh should have been an indication of who the secret is
because if you think about it, it's not a secret, but more of a secret desire
but if everyone already knows about it, is it really a secret?
i suppose it's only a secret to you; not the world.
if i am yugo and you are gally, you are my secret dream.
if i am gally and you are yugo, we are each other's.
is it any secret that i dream of you every night?
every heartbreaking smile, every lawbreaking blink of your eyes,
every mindboggling everything that you do.
i think, i hope, you realize there's no secret.
i want to be yours, and i want you to be mine.

you're peeking inside the head of biancasimone @ 2:32 AM