The est e of the lost ciel is trafelato .every single day is as still as a grave.meaningless hopeless cheerless. But still vivo.
Dear Blanco,
Someone once asked me ,
'How was the progress to forget him?'
I couldn't answer.
Your looks,voice,laughter
Which one the first thing I will forget?
The only thing I got from my mistake is always losing you.
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blanco1994
Apr 19, 2023 07:48PM
I think I miss you forever #summertimesadnessView all Conversations