Maybe we'll see each other again, Maybe across the roads, or under the street lamps, under one of the benches in the school campus or even in the loneliest places.
If our eyes are meant to see each other and our heart desires just you and me, maybe in fate, we'd come back again in each other's arm.
YOU ARE READING
The unsaid poems
Poezie" it takes a pen, paper and a lot of heartaches for you to feel your pain and soul collide." xyz
