if only the you
in your poems
are synonymous
with my name
if only the honey
in your love letters
symbolizes my
hidden sweetness
if only the smile
in your novels
denotes my
concealed zest
if only. . .
if only i were your
letters and you
were my words
maybe we could make
a happy ending.
p.s i've been late for classes out of making this one huhu
YOU ARE READING
capricious style
De Todoa compilation of written work that lacks firmness, and instead, is full of sudden changes. genre: random // english
