I sat at the end of the room,
waiting for someone with a pounding heart
I smiled as I swung my legs under the chair.
And think about what we will do later.
Suddenly someone came
invited me to talk,
give me his rest time kindly,
without knowing that I was waiting for someone else
I remember it for a moment.
but talking to him forced me to forget it
thank you, and I hope we'll always be like that
Talkshit that you always meant it, bestie
15-07-18
Ai
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