If our minds were like cosmos,
Would my love be your galaxy?
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Contemplation
PoetryLIFE, It is a messed up thing but darling so are we, High on emotions, Lost in freaking dreams, Tied up with the idea of love, LIFE IS STRANGE, IT IS A MYSTERY, A QUESTION, LIFE IS YOU AND ME.
Melancholy ecstasy -III
If our minds were like cosmos,
Would my love be your galaxy?