Hey,
how can you sleep easily?
whenever I'm going to sleep,
the memories,
of your face,
of your laugh,
of your smile,
of your cuddle,
of your appearance,
still vivid in my head.
So,
where's my goodnight,
cuddles and kisses?
O_oeung
Actually I'm a professional in worst pickup lines so whatever.
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Color Of Life (A Collection)
PoetryMy mind keep thinking, thinking until I can't feel again. This will be never-ending, but who knows if one day I'll give up, it's the day I can feel right again, it's the day I feel like my story is enough. . . . "What if someone's heart want to live...
