come,
sit next to me.
I'll tell you about when the sky turns purple,
and become shy.
because I,
was telling them,
that the most beautiful charm ever exist,
was you.
YOU ARE READING
After The Sunset
Non-Fictionyou came in waves, but you never stayed. --- dedicated to you, the one who makes me realize that it doesn't take a bullet to kill someone. © Copyrights Reserved
