That was me..
Always look to be happier
Look to be fine
Pretending there is my happiness
Pretending that was you..
Then the memories appear
They got me triggered..
The tremor comes up..
Now I can't acting,
moreover to hold this...
I failed..
To covered my heart..
For you..
-Spring Holiday
YOU ARE READING
a Cup of Imperfect Poetry
PoezieThere will always be imperfection that will be filled with unexpected things. And that is you. Someone who completes a part of my life.
