Smiles unlimited
showers of genuine love...
Can't hear your voice, but
Vibrations ripple through me...
Transparent water bottles
smell of fresh books...
I might have no future,
but I might have...
If the future wasn’t you
I would be forever imprisoned in me...
Why when we are young don't we have patience
until we grow old...
A writer not only writes what the writer feels but the writer can also feel what the writer writes |
Being in love is like playing with fire you always get burned |
Must keep my eyes open, can't fall asleep yet, I'm widely wake, but for how long? |