I remember the day when I saw your face.
I saw you light up and smile.
I saw your lips curve up and your eyes sparkle.
I saw the way your dimples appeared.
But it was not because of me.
Your smile points to him.
And I hide because I know it will never be directed to me ever again.
I miss your smile...
YOU ARE READING
How?
RandomHow did I get in such a mess? Nobody knows. Even I don't know. Just a book full of quotes, some songs, and lots and lots of realizations and regrets in this mess I call, life.
