Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ... [fake|ᴿᴾ]
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#Aquarius are honest, but are often very private and would only tell you something if you ask them.
You could put an ocean between our love, love, love, it won't keep us apart.
You could build a wall, I would run it up, up, up, just to get to your heart.
But if it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be baby, just let it be if it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be, baby, just let it be.
So, c'mon ride with me, ride with me, see where this thing goes so, c'mon ride with me, ride with me, baby, if it's meant to be.
Lost among a million changing faces, every day our eyes keep trading places, we've got our wild love raging, raging.
Call me anytime that you see the lightning, don't you be alone, you can always find me. We've got our wild love raging, raging.
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star? One without a permanent scar and then you missed me while you were looking for yourself out there?
But tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded and that heaven is overrated?
"Hello sweetheart, how was your day?" My mom smiled as she sat down next to me on the dark leather couch while I was watching 'King of Queens' with Dad. "Good. And yours?" I smiled back even though I didn't feel like. She kept smiling in a... scary way to be honest. "Good --
-- shoulder "Good night, Dad." He imitated my expression. "Sleep well." Poor man. As I started to walk upstairs, a fat grin appears on my face. I had to think of the "Women think like that and feel that" conversation I had with him this afternoon. --
-- door. Very mature. And since I believe a little too much in fate, karma and signs... I should do it better than teenage Mom and Dad. "Good night!" My Mom jumped up and spurted upstairs to bed. I sighed quietly as I rolled my eyes, yet giving my Dad a smile. I pat his --
-- talking... I looked at my Mom's dyed blond hair and realized something. Leaving aside the fact that my reason isn't that superfluous, I'm also acting like a child. 'Pff, people should just speak out. You are the pro, Nat.' Shut up, brain. He wanted to talk. And I shut the --
-- besides that unnecessary tension in our house, people should just speak out and not ignoring each other. Feels like the quiet before the storm. And I'll surely break the silence tomorrow. I feel like a mother making her children to reconcile with each other. But look who's --