We fall in love with the little things.
Somebody loves about the world like music, rainy days, or hot chocolate - and it doesn't matter what they are, it's just that we love them and that makes us happy and I'm so happy for everything you had achieved. I am so happy for the future of what we will have and I will always love him like I used to, probably forever...
I'm so in love.
Even if he's not here, won't move on and I really want to tell him that I'm so pathetic, but it's better for me which I had a bad behavior, I used to let someone in just to fill his void, I think not again. I'll wait... I know, always, he's the worth to wait.
I'll love him with my broken heart, my black heart.
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BUTTERFLY - LOVE
PoetryIn the beginning, I obey the heavy rain blindly. Now you're the hero of my book, the villain in the chapters, and the pain causing me art. This kind of art I am making is my favorite phase 'cause I feel everything all at once and it's all because of...
