my heart aches when i remember your name or even your eyes that spoke volume than your voice. do you also feel the same way? or do you just keep on pretending?
worry not for someday you're going to miss me and you will be looking for me. and there i am, happy and contented without you.
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Coffee Memories: Sweetened Black
PoesíaEverybody's cuppa but only one is his sweetened black.
