And suddenly, the love songs were about you,
every verse, every note, every soft tune I knew.
The words I once heard as the echo of dreams,
now feel like my heart, spilling out at the seams.
The melody played, and I saw your face,
each lyric a whisper, each chord a trace,
of moments we share, of laughter and light,
of shadows that dance in the quiet of night.
In the hum of the music, you filled every line,
as if fate had composed them, just yours and mine.
And now when I listen, it all feels so true —
for suddenly, love songs were written for you
YOU ARE READING
~★Picking daisies on Saturday★~
Romance[Me and my partners love story] What happens when two like-minded people meet? What does the universe have in store for them? What if they forgot how to love? What if they teach each other to love again, only small bumps on the way. (This won't be...
