In this world filled with fake smiles, fake kisses, fake love and fake happiness, I only wish to have at least one real, passionate love.
I don't wish for something tragic like Romeo and Juliet or something romantic like Prince Charming and Cinderella. I only want it to be real and soulful.
I don't wish for butterflies in my belly nor sparks in my skin, I just want passion hugging me inside the covers every night.
I don't long for grand aniversary gifts nor romantic dates, I only ask for at least something genuine to keep me company until the day I die.
I don't wish for eternity. I won't ask you for forever. Instead, I just want someone who can hold me until my last, dying breath.
I just want someone whispering to my ear before my soul leave this plane, "wait for me in the real heaven."
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
