SIX DEGREES OF SEPARATION
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Nolan
Si tu savais à quel point tu me manques.
À quel point j'ai envie que tu sois dans mes bras en ce moment.
Je me sens comme une merde si tu savais.
Pardonne moi je t'en prie.
Je ferai tout ce que tu voudras pour que tu me reviennes.
Voilà toutes les choses que j'aimerai lui dire mais que je ne fais pas.
Chelsea
Il m'a brisé le cœur et il n'a pas brisé que ça malheureusement.
Il m'a trompé
Il m'a menti
À cause de lui j'ai failli mourir.
Je le déteste du plus profond de mon âme.
Mais pourtant je l'aime à en mourir.
C'est paradoxale non ?
Parfois je regrette que tout ça soit arrivé...
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