Yoongi
You entered the shop, like you usually do at this times. You look up to me with downcast
eyes as you order your favorite white mocha.
You took your seat in the corner of the shop. You didn't bring your ukelele.
You always claim that you're ugly for boys to not like you.
But I like you, I love you. You makes me soft, you make me smile. I love you and I wish you do too.
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Crestfallen
أدب الهواة: myg. "i have galaxies hidden between my bones and I will love you until the stars burn out. " in which a girl who always sounds in a jocular mood is actually a crestfallen person, and a boy who've hated her before has now realized that she deserve...
