....so you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans holdin' me closer till our eyes meet. You won't ever be alone,
..... wait for me to come home"
It all started with a song, a song that changed our lives in the midst of a chaos.
He changed me. He came into my life one day and knock unto the door of my ice-stoned heart. Of course, as a typical teenage girl I played hard to get and obviously ignored him but who would have thought that a single song and occasion CHANGED US.
As time passed by a dream that I have thought turned into a nightmare. A nightmare to remember. A nightmare to be treasured and it was what I called
"A Beautiful Nightmare
