𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎.

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𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒔




"the way the morning sun hits your nose,
i love those like your cheeks tinted rose.

the smell of coffee in the morning,
with a text from you says 'how you doin'?'

the way your curls looked unbothered,
when you took a sip from your water bottle.

the way you smiles relieves me,
i love the way you do those, believe me.

the way your eyes lights when you looked passed me,
i looked back too and wonder who is she?

too bad your eyes doesn't light when you look on my way,
tell her i said 'hello' by the way."







𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆/𝗶𝗲𝘀:








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