under the night sky, there are dazzling stars that reminds me of your sparking eyes that once was gazing into my soul... oh darling, what happened to "never stopping?
you always wanted our blooming smiles to intersect— giving us a second chance of living the second time.. but baby, just when did our clock "never" stop?
the memory of our connection still lingering in my files, still stinging in my songs— stopping me to breath again the second time of the second chance. say sweetheart...
why did we never stop?
Forcing my head to look away in the night sky. I can still see your dazzling eyes instead of the sparkling stars, reminding me of our once unstoppable connection. Our souls gazing into our eyes— giving me a painful memory of my second time living the second life. Tell me, teardrop...
where is the person i once never stopped loving?
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Poetry𝑰 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒕; 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚... 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕. A collection of poems...
