I like for you to be still, and you seem far away.
It sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove.
And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you:
Let me come to be still in your silence.
❝I can do everything for you but promise me...you won't leave me...❞ he said..
❝I promise...Minho, I won't leave you...❞ I replied.
I never thought we would become this close to each other when we first met...
It was just us being comfortably silent with each other but how did we reach here together in just a blink of an eye?
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[Completed]
Book 1 of Desiderium 📝
[Ignore the grammatical mistakes]