You know that place between sleep and awake,
the place where you can still remember dreaming?
That's where I'll always love you, Peter Pan.
That's where I'll be waiting.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
tinkerbell speaks...
Posted by Mi at 5:39 AM
Labels: sad story, unrequited
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