i have thought about you relentlessly. i'll never knew the difference of days and nights anymore. currently letting myself sleeping on the frozen floor. and i have heard about the fallen hearts and sorrowful tears. i have been there, done that when your thorns make itself present like an invisible open doors. i don't think you're innocent as you seemed to be.
"why? are you sad?"
"don't worry. this has got nothing to do with you, baby. i'm just feeling a little bit emotional."
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Silent Lullaby
Poetrysnippet of memories and little moments between two best friends. "i love you, han." [lowercase intended. unedited.] (2015 - 2018)
