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can i taste again the sweetness of your love you used to promised me back then?
going to your favorite shop where we first met doesn't feel like before already. back then, my stomach would crumble because my butterflies were going wild but right now, it is replaced with a pang inside my heart.
smelling the aroma of our favorite coffee every morning doesn't smell sweet anymore, instead, it smells bitter and tastes bitter too. maybe, we have forgotten the secret recipe we mix onto it; sweet cream of love.
honey—ohh, even your nickname doesn't sound the same anymore. it's just like an air i spilled from my mouth without any emotions. i called you honey and the sweetness has gone in me. you called me love, so i guess, it vanished too?
can i taste again the sweetness of your love you used to promised me back then? i just wanna taste the love you promised forever but where is it already, by the way?
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Proses with its Roses
PoetryWe all have pain inside us, inside those softhearted yet tough hearts and it's on us on how to express it, how to ease it, and how to control it. Painters grab their brushes to express. Singers grab their microphones to express. Dancers grab their s...
