you look at him like i once did; you see his pretty brown eyes flutter shut, his cheeks turn into a rose colored shade, you see his beauty and fall for it, over and over.
i felt the same, seeing him smile left me breathless. i see that you feel just as i did, i am afraid for you. for, i know is soft singing and calming voice reassures that he'll never leave; that itself is dangerous.
don't get too caught in his summer haze, for winter will arrive and you aren't aloud to cry with the seasons constantly changing.
YOU ARE READING
always about you ; joshler
Fiksi Penggemarif he is not the word of god, then god never spoke.
