If my heart was a compass you'd be north
Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall
Wherever you go
If my heart was a house you'd be home

Now that commercial law test is over and dealt with, there is no spilt milk to be crying over. Stupid formats really disallows the complementing of the time constraints.

Simple things like having lunches at school with you and you holding my hand during lectures that we crash, really contents me. You read me. I'm contented. I no longer hate being in love; I love being in love and it's because of you, and I'm in love with you. I love you like sparrows love the snow.