Amidst the beauty of the noonlight, darkness came as if there will be nothing for tommorow.
The mesmerizing view of it
gave me a hopeful despair to see you with my own eyes... Touch you with my bare hands, Speak to you thoroughly, and feel your heart delicately.
Your memories were trapped legibly in my mind that everytime I try to picture it, my tears stream, my hands become weary and my whole body drops in coldness like a warm air condensed by the freezing rain, but still, the love and melancholy I entrusted to you will remain kept, as long as I have the power to justify all of your flaws and everything, I will wait for you until you come back again in my arms and feel the pain and joy together, but if you forgotten me now or tomorrow, probably, maybe, it is time for the sun to set.
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Donna & Kim
PoetrySeven life-changing poems, that will bring you to the bad sides of love that only few people could see. A collection of metaphorical and wild imagination... (Will have a Part 2) ✨✨
