A song and some photos May 18, 2011 / iamsupercarla When you're dreaming with a broken heart Waking up is the hardest part You roll out of bed and down on your knees And for a moment, you can hardly breathe. Wondering, "Was she really here?" Is she standing in my room? No she's not. Coz she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone. Spread the love: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
Glenda, are you still here next week? Or maybe we can do a Saturday bazaar run. How do you feel about that sweetie? Reply
the salt of your skin 
Bella.
Glenda, are you still here next week? Or maybe we can do a Saturday bazaar run. How do you feel about that sweetie?