I broke my own promises of stop falling more in love with him, I broke my self-trying to solve the mystery behind those long eyelashes, his smell was perfect, well everything is true. He seems perfect to me.
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What do I while I wait? Where do I put all these feelings that I'm dying to show you and give you? Is not about a jacket that you hang in the closet for when you need it. I'm talking about love, that kind of love that makes your soul be overwhelmed with emotions, and you cant hide it because your smile gives it away, your eyes show everything you feel and the daydreams that make you sight all day.
YOU ARE READING
Notes of a broken heart.
RomanceOne day I'm going to write everything that I feel, and you're going to read it wondering if it's about you. Probably it will, or possibly it won't anymore. ***
