Lantern
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Ongoing14m
Last published Thu, Feb 16, 2017
You are my star, who I'm just looking from afar. I really want to reach you. With too much desperation, it made me wish on a sky lantern that lights up in the sky on the middle of the cold night.
I don't even know why I believed on that childish thing. Even though it's impossible to happen, I'm still hoping, but I already knew it from the start that I'm just waiting for nothing.
One day, everything went upside-down. My wish came true. I can finally reached my star.
I'm sure about my feelings for you, I knew it from the start that you're the one I love.
But it's unexpected that there will be another guy who will enter in my heart.
Who am I going to choose? Is it you who became my star and made my life sparkle? Or him who became a sun that lighted up my life?
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