my old valentine.
it was Valentine's
you said you were giving something to me
and i was anticipated about it
and now, everytime i'll look
at those stuff toys
looking like cj7
i would sulk inside
because it reminds me of you
and it's because i miss you too...
YOU ARE READING
beau
Poetry| prose collection different boys. different kinds of pain. different experiences. left me feeling indifferent when it comes to love.
