I believe,
we were meant to be,
I can see it when our eyes met.
Every single day and night,
I always wonder
when will we meet again
and make our
second first-impression.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for Him
RandomJust some poems I wrote for him, but I know he will never ever read these.
Second First-Impression
I believe,
we were meant to be,
I can see it when our eyes met.
Every single day and night,
I always wonder
when will we meet again
and make our
second first-impression.
