You're just the guitar; that I want to play
To hug you tight,when I'm attack my lonesome,
But how? I'm not your—special someone.:(
YOU ARE READING
Words She Can't Utter
PoetryThis is according to my Life experiences,thoughts,emotion that I've been learned to the various situations, this is my scribbled thoughts That didn't exist.
Guitar
You're just the guitar; that I want to play
To hug you tight,when I'm attack my lonesome,
But how? I'm not your—special someone.:(
