Now, it's time for us to grow up. Enough with the tickling, laughing, hugging, cuddling, and teasing each other. The other day, almost certain, it'll last long (as long as the HIghway 11 Pan-American Highway). But, it's getting more absurd today. You're making me mature enough to see the end of the road. Either as one or as two.
Are we meant to be? The heck, i don't know. Are we suppose to be separated? The hell, i don't know.
Give me ONE reason, Why should i? Why should i go on with or without you?
Make me understand what's on your bald black small head! Tell me.
