Published: 14 Aug 2018 › Updated: 14 Aug 2018
fret
There is anxious to imagine me crying with me when I feel pain like an unconscious heart when I miss
I watched the time go by, remembering our past love, which I still remembered as Ialu
In the story of a whispering heart
as if time continues to persuade a love story that has been intertwined reminding in solitude
in itself longing to complain with the heart in a prayer
I miss you
tempted when we were first
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