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Some things are worth waiting for... Some things are worth experiencing... Some things should never be kept quiet...
Two Secrets to unfold. One Silly Bet. 1 Room. 2 Beds.
He's not my type. I never go for guys like him. I'm pretty sure he'll never go for girls like me. So why am I always thinking of him?
Falling in love was the furthest thing from my mind... Until I met the one girl I couldn't live without.
I thought all my problems were solved. My best friend would fall for another guy and stop stealing every guy I liked. My plan is working out perfectly.
Daring. Irresistible. Totally necessary. Meet Kim Jaejoong, Xiah Junsu, Micky Yoochun & Max Changmin.
I met her in a chance encounter. We shared something special in a matter of weeks. Then she was gone. The only problem is...I don
I didn't plan this. I didn't pick you out. I just saw you and then I knew there was no turning back.
I knew from the very beginning she was never meant to be mine. Even though in my heart, she always would be... - Jaejoong Oh why is this dream so sweet yet so wrong all at the same time… - Dara I'd wanted her to choose me. To make up her mind and choose reality. To want me...and she had. But only for a moment.
Do you remember the endless nights, The endless nights spent talking, Talking about the past, Talking about the future, So badly we wanted our dreams, Our dreams to come to life, How we didn't want to lose, Lose each other, Whom my worst nightmare came true, When I lost you, I was lost, lost forever, In an endless sea of shadows, That now shall forever hide my soul, My soul
“So I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.” I like for you to be still, and you seem far away. It sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove. And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you: Let me come to be still in you
Regrets… He regretted nothing. He used to think that they were just lessons to be learned. At least, that was what he used to say – used to believe.