Since you like poems;
The thought of her breathing the air he breathes gives him the butterflies and the hope he needed to get through at least, the day. When the sight of her is longed to be seen, the thought of spending eternity would borrow him the faith he needed before he could smell her perfume again.
credits : my bf
p.s i just miss how we were, the days when we were so in love with each other. if only i could turn back time and undo everything.
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thorns.
Randomi built this wall of thorns to hide what my heart is feeling deep inside. but that's the thing about thorns, it wouldn't only hurt people that is near you, it hurts you too. p.s i dont own any of the images published
