I’m not surprised, not everything last
I’ve broken my heart so many times I stopped keeping track
Talk myself in, I talk myself out
I get all worked up and then I let myself down
I tried so very hard not to lose it
I came up with a million excuses
I thought, I thought every possibilities
And I know someday that it’ll all turn out
You’ll make me work, so we can work to work it out
And I promise you, kid, I give so much more than I get
I just haven’t met you yet
Familiar with these phrases? Yep. It’s Michael Buble’s. Just wanna share about what’s been on my mind lately. I am going to post an actual post after this, I promise. Until then, you are obliged to be happy with this short post :)
Greting loved ones,
Ms. Dharmawan
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