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My cheeks warm, because it’s true, and I hate that it’s true, and I love that it’s true all at once. I glance back down at the notebook. “I didn’t mean to,” I confess. “It just… happened.” Serena’s voice is soft. “That’s usually the best kind.” I adjust my grip on the guitar. “Okay. Next is Home in Your Hands.” I play it. It’s tender. Domestic. The kind of love song that doesn’t scream—it just breathes. You hold the door like it’s a vow, like I’m something you won’t let fall,

"Because my heart hurts." ‎

I can't explain what I'm feeling Especially because he's the only one I can see and hear, His very relaxing voice is the only thing I hear Even if the women scream He was still looking at me and he almost stopped playing the guitar just to look at me My heart is beating fast and I feel like I can't breathe "Catch me, I'm falling for you" _______________ Aykafaye❤️❤️ ******* Vote Follow Comment

Ito rin ang unang pagkakataon na makita ko si Dan, kahit ang mga kaibigan nito. Agad akong tumayo at tinungo ang banyo ng maramdaman kong naiihi ako, iba na ang kumakanta ngayon pero pang broken-hearted parin na kanta dahil ang title nito ay, "KAHIT MALI ANG PUSO". Na mas masakit din.

Try That in a Small Town by Jason Aldean blasting from the side table next to his bed had Wyck groaning in pain. His head pounded like tiny coal miners were working in his brain. He'd finished off the wine and a good portion of a bottle of Jack after Harper's sudden departure the night before. His hand clawed blindly at the bedside table trying to find the offending noise and make it stop. One blue eye cracked open to see the screen as he brought the phone to his face. Fuck! Davis.

Namayani ang malakas na palakpakan at hiyawan matapos ang outro ng kanta. Hawak ang bass guitar, binigyan ko ng isang tango si Collete. “Good evening po, pwede na po kayong mag-request ng song,” ani Collete gamit ang tinig niyang kay lambing sa pandinig. Ngunit kahit gano’n ang paraan niya ng pagsasalita, kahit pa kasing buti ng anghel siya makisama sa lahat. Gagawa ng paraan ang isip ko upang makahanap ng butas na maaaring magpahamak sa akin. All this time, everything seems fine to their eyes. I guess I'm the only one who's fighting my cloud of thoughts. Dark thoughts that keep on bugging me, waiting for my body to collapse before dragging me down to my fears.

He said. I felt goosebumps all over my body. His voice made me realize how much I was missing him. He opens his door and our eyes meet. I feel shivers all over my body. He is the only man I loved in this whole world. I agree, I had numerous of men in my bed, but Carlos is the only one I got attached to. He is still the only one I love in these five years that have passed. That is the only reason I was standing at his door right now.

Electric guitar is my greatest asset, whenever it is raining, I always grab my thing and do some short covers, happiness based on achievements was a different feeling. I'm dreaming about my dream boy, NO, a dream girl I mean! Having an identity crisis was my struggle, but maybe I'm just in-denial and for some reason I got been numb for boys, or I just saw the world from a cruel perspective. I texted Katha, "Hey, let's go out for coffee".

This good, okay, calm down一he got up and walked to the cabin. I wonder, how will he sing? Will he do it right? I imagine so. Seconds later he returns and sits down with the guitar in his arms. 一Well, this song, I wrote it recently in fact, it is for someone special一his look fell on me. Oh, God, that special someone is me?一but with this, it became clear that she is the only one 一that is why she began to play the guitar and sing: 一If there is nothing to say or anything to talk about, you do not need to explain, if you keep all the secrets of my life and my dreams and you know it. You are the only song I will always write, following my heartbeat. Every word every note you give me makes me feel

I chuckled softly, he was so intent on. The sky looks very clear tonight. and we were witnessed by the beauty of the stars above. Chiko sat beside me with the guitar in his lap. The sound of the guitar began to sound, Chiko smiled at me. "This sing for you," he whispered and began to sing. Can I call you baby? Can you be my friend? Can you be my lover Up until the very end? Let me show you love Oh, no pretend Stick by my side even when The world is caving in, yeah...