We all have someone who holds our dreams...who we share our thoughts and stuff...who when we don't talk to even by text message we sulk...sink our deeper selves in pain and sadness...we all have someone who ain't family.. Someone that is not only a friend a best friend... But takes the role...the role of both family and friend.... We all have this weird dream of having to hold there hands and smile on there faces....touch their lips and necks....tell them all our tales....drive them insane....make a smile broader and louder...till it forms a laughter..... We all have this thing in our hearts....so dear that it threatens our ears....we try to hide but something denies it the storage space...we all have it....we all have one thing in common and that is love in our hearts
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PoesíaFrom love to friendship and everything else known. Its just a story. Welcome to my mind Inside my African mind