You were so beautiful under the moonlight
I wonder if you find me as beautiful as the night
Who loves when people are in deep slumber
Who is as caring and as tender
With my two eyes, I saw
That you already loved a girl and not me no more
Oh how I wept inside
Of how my heart has already died
YOU ARE READING
Him.
Poetry"You were like a book I'd pick in a library But the question is, Will you reveal every word in every pages that I read?" -Aegyo
