hands | p.jm [ sequel ]

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When I met you, my life had its colors back, you gave me the love I lack.

We had the same work, we had the same start.

That's the time we knew that we had the same fingerprint.

I thought it was destiny, I thought you were the one for me.

My feelings grew for you

But I thought that I wasn't you type, I'm not that manly and I don't like fights.

So I stopped hoping, and started finding.