Am mere clay....
This is what I was taught
I was built at their will,
I was to be destroyed at their ought....
But if I was mere clay
Just like a pot.....
Why do I have feelings??
Why I feel the urge to cry a lot???
I have a conscience....
I have my own thoughts.....
If I was to be confined
I would have been animal of some sort....
So, am free.......
Just like the air...
I'll slip out
Like sand from their fists.......
If they don't care
Afterall I am much more than just clay
I am an idea which matters a lot......
To me.....
#ocean
#review
This is what I was taught
I was built at their will,
I was to be destroyed at their ought....
But if I was mere clay
Just like a pot.....
Why do I have feelings??
Why I feel the urge to cry a lot???
I have a conscience....
I have my own thoughts.....
If I was to be confined
I would have been animal of some sort....
So, am free.......
Just like the air...
I'll slip out
Like sand from their fists.......
If they don't care
Afterall I am much more than just clay
I am an idea which matters a lot......
To me.....
#ocean
#review
It started with harmless banter.
A back and forth of wits and funny remarks
Sandwiched between all of that was intelligence, the kind I like
But I brush it aside, I have been there before and nothing good ever comes of it
We continue our ping pong of words
Words turn into sentences
Sentences began to have meanings
Meaningful conversations expose the values which you hold dear
Similar to the values I hold dear
It is too much of a coincidence
So I lift my eyes up to see who is behind these words
I see you.
Yes you…. In all totality
The content and the container all mashed up into one perfect being
You may call me naïve but I think you are perfect for me
As I am for you
I start to dream.
You have unlocked a part of me I had lost hope of ever opening
I can almost touch the future
This is it, finally
I mean, what could stop this moving train?
When I am with you, I feel you in my insides
Your voice permeating every echo chamber
Your eyes piercing the void left by fate and life
I placed myself on the altar of love
Gave up the ghosts of lovers past
Reborn into your arms
I’m all yours for the taking
So why aren’t you taking me?
I feel the hesitancy
It’s written all over your face
Worry lines drawing a sad picture
I am not to have this dream I crave
You didn’t need to say anything
The silence was deafening
Whatever the reason might be is inconsequential
I have been left hanging yet again
My sacrifice of love not accepted
Not enough
Darkness wins yet again
The light retreats
The door firmly shut
It is cold all over
I’m back to an all so familiar place
I have been here before and I knew nothing good ever comes of it
I thought you’d be different
A dream come true
Alas! You’re not to be
I have come to say my goodbyes
I am at peace with my foe
You smile and tell me everything will be alright
I know this is true
Because while that door is locked
And guarded closely by the darkness that so envelopes me
There’s light and love behind it
Waiting to burst like a pressurized can
To shower a deserving person
Drenching and drowning them in all the love I can offer
So I know I will be alright
It is you I worry about.
#review #poetry #ja
A back and forth of wits and funny remarks
Sandwiched between all of that was intelligence, the kind I like
But I brush it aside, I have been there before and nothing good ever comes of it
We continue our ping pong of words
Words turn into sentences
Sentences began to have meanings
Meaningful conversations expose the values which you hold dear
Similar to the values I hold dear
It is too much of a coincidence
So I lift my eyes up to see who is behind these words
I see you.
Yes you…. In all totality
The content and the container all mashed up into one perfect being
You may call me naïve but I think you are perfect for me
As I am for you
I start to dream.
You have unlocked a part of me I had lost hope of ever opening
I can almost touch the future
This is it, finally
I mean, what could stop this moving train?
When I am with you, I feel you in my insides
Your voice permeating every echo chamber
Your eyes piercing the void left by fate and life
I placed myself on the altar of love
Gave up the ghosts of lovers past
Reborn into your arms
I’m all yours for the taking
So why aren’t you taking me?
I feel the hesitancy
It’s written all over your face
Worry lines drawing a sad picture
I am not to have this dream I crave
You didn’t need to say anything
The silence was deafening
Whatever the reason might be is inconsequential
I have been left hanging yet again
My sacrifice of love not accepted
Not enough
Darkness wins yet again
The light retreats
The door firmly shut
It is cold all over
I’m back to an all so familiar place
I have been here before and I knew nothing good ever comes of it
I thought you’d be different
A dream come true
Alas! You’re not to be
I have come to say my goodbyes
I am at peace with my foe
You smile and tell me everything will be alright
I know this is true
Because while that door is locked
And guarded closely by the darkness that so envelopes me
There’s light and love behind it
Waiting to burst like a pressurized can
To shower a deserving person
Drenching and drowning them in all the love I can offer
So I know I will be alright
It is you I worry about.
#review #poetry #ja
You are a mirror, a mirror, my dear.
I look into the mirror and I see myself ugly, impassive, and numb.
But your surface is a little humped, I noticed.
I see my hands, are slender, and body weak everytime I stop before you.
Why is it that I cannot see my heart and mind in it.
Shall I stop seeing you?
#review #a snippet
I look into the mirror and I see myself ugly, impassive, and numb.
But your surface is a little humped, I noticed.
I see my hands, are slender, and body weak everytime I stop before you.
Why is it that I cannot see my heart and mind in it.
Shall I stop seeing you?
#review #a snippet
Our talk in life
In the morning, we tend to have a talk
Little do we talk about, every talk
Often, not often, because of time to talk
Vaporising, always we are, 'cause of life
Ending the circle, worrying about our talk
Yes, to meet is to wait for the chance of life
Onto such a connection, patience in life
Uncertainty, how we got to know in life?
#review
In the morning, we tend to have a talk
Little do we talk about, every talk
Often, not often, because of time to talk
Vaporising, always we are, 'cause of life
Ending the circle, worrying about our talk
Yes, to meet is to wait for the chance of life
Onto such a connection, patience in life
Uncertainty, how we got to know in life?
#review
DrizzlesIt’s drizzling
Over the half-furrowed field
A frog jumps, happy and thrilled.
It’s drizzling
On the leaves of dark green colour
An yellow bee feasts on a flower.
It’s drizzling
Over the lone banyan tree
A squirrel in the nest sits carefree.
It’s drizzling
on the brick-red rooftops
Two girls sing and dance in blue tops.
#poem #review #Florence
Sweet were our snaps,
Etched forever in my mind like the city maps.
Laying down in the sun,
Together the walks we had were fun.
Separate we always made a mess,
Together everyone can guess.
Our tale were the envies of the fairies,
But now all left are the memories;
These are now buried treasure,
Which are priceless beyond measure
©Adi
#review
Etched forever in my mind like the city maps.
Laying down in the sun,
Together the walks we had were fun.
Separate we always made a mess,
Together everyone can guess.
Our tale were the envies of the fairies,
But now all left are the memories;
These are now buried treasure,
Which are priceless beyond measure
©Adi
#review
Loved you more than dearly
Yet you treated mah love cavalierly,
I made you my world
And you made me travel through the netherworld
Everything that you made me feel, I guess,
The undying love you professed
Must say your love had me impressed
Whereas the truth was you couldn't care less.
Today your ignorance hit me like a truck,
To fall for your lies guess I really was a schmuck.
But now that your true self has come to light,
I think I'll take leave from your life outright;
Leaving you at your plight,
I'll now soar like a kite.
© Adi
#review
Yet you treated mah love cavalierly,
I made you my world
And you made me travel through the netherworld
Everything that you made me feel, I guess,
The undying love you professed
Must say your love had me impressed
Whereas the truth was you couldn't care less.
Today your ignorance hit me like a truck,
To fall for your lies guess I really was a schmuck.
But now that your true self has come to light,
I think I'll take leave from your life outright;
Leaving you at your plight,
I'll now soar like a kite.
© Adi
#review
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I place the bouquet on her coffin, all yellow, white and red, hand-picked without harming the stem, still fresh, just like she has always liked. If she wasn't gone, she would take all these flowers and put them in a pot on her desk in her room right beside her window, she used to say she felt like she was in the garden.
She barely left her room anyways, she didn't quite like the outside world, just she and her passion.
Tears stream down my cheeks as I turn away from her cold grave, it's been a whole year now.
"Be strong bro" my older brother Andy tells me pressing my shoulder. I bury my head in his shoulder and cry even harder, "this wasn't supposed to happen, we were at such a happy place, we were finally at such a happy place."
"I know, I know brother." He says patting my back, trying to sooth me.
"Come, it's about to rain, we must leave." He says and drives me out of the graveyard.
He was right, soon as we get inside the home it starts to rain cat and dog. "I love this weather" I almost hear her say, I look around for her but there's no one. I sit beside the window and stare outside perhaps for hours, my eyes hurt and so does my heart.
'C'mon Ronny, how long are you going to sit in there, come get your dinner." My mom calls me.
"I'm not hungry" I tell her without even looking in her direction
"Enough of this already!" she yells. Well that's my mom, she goes from anger 0 to 120 degree in a heartbeat.
"How long are you going to sulk for that half broken girl?" She yells and this time I look at her furiously ready to launch myself on her but my brother intervenes
"Mom you can't say that!" he shouts at her.
"And tell me young man why can't I state the obvious, wasn't she half broken, wasn't she on a wheelchair for a long time, what is wrong with saying that huh!? What good she would have been for your brother." She says staring point blank at me
"Mom not now, can't you see he is still hurting?" My brother tells her
"Yes, that's the problem here, that he is still hurting after a year, it's about time he finds himself another girl." I give her dry look like she just poured sour milk into my mouth
"Look at your brother Andy, he is handsome and smart, he earns well, which girl won't want him. There he is sulking for an ugly lamb."
"Mom!" I scream in protest, enough about her. I storm off the room, I might end up forgetting my dignity if I stay here any longer.
I drive aimlessly on the rain beaten path, unable to tell where I should turn next or where should I go. I would have drove straight to her he if only..... My thoughts get fuzzy. When I finally stop I open my car's gate and get outside to breathe, somehow magically I have ended up in a painfully familiar place, her favourite ice cream parlor. I close my eyes tightly, I can't look inside, for whenever I do, I just find myself sitting with her in her wheelchair merrily chugging at her ice cream. I try to take a spoon out of her sundae and she slaps my hand away. Then she takes a spoonful and very careful puts it in my mouth, pursing her lips like she was about to hit me with an arrow. All her features tight in concentration only come to rest when I've finally taken the ice-cream in my mouth. Then she looks around as though to make sure nobody saw us but indeed a lot of people have and she blushes, her cheeks turning a prettier hue of red then her top. My heart lurchs out my chest as a cruel drop of rain that falls at the top of my head reminds me that I can never see this happen again.
#tm #review #story
I place the bouquet on her coffin, all yellow, white and red, hand-picked without harming the stem, still fresh, just like she has always liked. If she wasn't gone, she would take all these flowers and put them in a pot on her desk in her room right beside her window, she used to say she felt like she was in the garden.
She barely left her room anyways, she didn't quite like the outside world, just she and her passion.
Tears stream down my cheeks as I turn away from her cold grave, it's been a whole year now.
"Be strong bro" my older brother Andy tells me pressing my shoulder. I bury my head in his shoulder and cry even harder, "this wasn't supposed to happen, we were at such a happy place, we were finally at such a happy place."
"I know, I know brother." He says patting my back, trying to sooth me.
"Come, it's about to rain, we must leave." He says and drives me out of the graveyard.
He was right, soon as we get inside the home it starts to rain cat and dog. "I love this weather" I almost hear her say, I look around for her but there's no one. I sit beside the window and stare outside perhaps for hours, my eyes hurt and so does my heart.
'C'mon Ronny, how long are you going to sit in there, come get your dinner." My mom calls me.
"I'm not hungry" I tell her without even looking in her direction
"Enough of this already!" she yells. Well that's my mom, she goes from anger 0 to 120 degree in a heartbeat.
"How long are you going to sulk for that half broken girl?" She yells and this time I look at her furiously ready to launch myself on her but my brother intervenes
"Mom you can't say that!" he shouts at her.
"And tell me young man why can't I state the obvious, wasn't she half broken, wasn't she on a wheelchair for a long time, what is wrong with saying that huh!? What good she would have been for your brother." She says staring point blank at me
"Mom not now, can't you see he is still hurting?" My brother tells her
"Yes, that's the problem here, that he is still hurting after a year, it's about time he finds himself another girl." I give her dry look like she just poured sour milk into my mouth
"Look at your brother Andy, he is handsome and smart, he earns well, which girl won't want him. There he is sulking for an ugly lamb."
"Mom!" I scream in protest, enough about her. I storm off the room, I might end up forgetting my dignity if I stay here any longer.
I drive aimlessly on the rain beaten path, unable to tell where I should turn next or where should I go. I would have drove straight to her he if only..... My thoughts get fuzzy. When I finally stop I open my car's gate and get outside to breathe, somehow magically I have ended up in a painfully familiar place, her favourite ice cream parlor. I close my eyes tightly, I can't look inside, for whenever I do, I just find myself sitting with her in her wheelchair merrily chugging at her ice cream. I try to take a spoon out of her sundae and she slaps my hand away. Then she takes a spoonful and very careful puts it in my mouth, pursing her lips like she was about to hit me with an arrow. All her features tight in concentration only come to rest when I've finally taken the ice-cream in my mouth. Then she looks around as though to make sure nobody saw us but indeed a lot of people have and she blushes, her cheeks turning a prettier hue of red then her top. My heart lurchs out my chest as a cruel drop of rain that falls at the top of my head reminds me that I can never see this happen again.
#tm #review #story
NOTHINGNOTHING
There is so much to see, so much to feel.
So much to talk, so much to do.
So much to take, so much to give.
So much to make, so much to break.
So much of so much that makes time scarce.
And then there is nothing.
Nothing that withholds all the nothings that makes everything.
Nothing that subsumes everything we'll ever be.
Nothing that consumes everything as it sees.
#Hope... #poem #review
There is so much to see, so much to feel.
So much to talk, so much to do.
So much to take, so much to give.
So much to make, so much to break.
So much of so much that makes time scarce.
And then there is nothing.
Nothing that withholds all the nothings that makes everything.
Nothing that subsumes everything we'll ever be.
Nothing that consumes everything as it sees.
#Hope... #poem #review
Attitude! Misguide
I loved rose not its colour
I loved you not your colour
Never misguide my attitude
My attitude is better than your
I can leave you not my attitude
I am topper every body knows
It is my attitude & I had to follow
Mine attitude comes from my core of heart
But you comes from crust of heart
Crust & core make a difference
If you are intelligent you may learnt
I love shadow not its colour
I love attitude not its favor
My heart is simple but attitude is complex
Misguide mine heart not my attitude
#Self respect
#Review
#Nahiya
I loved rose not its colour
I loved you not your colour
Never misguide my attitude
My attitude is better than your
I can leave you not my attitude
I am topper every body knows
It is my attitude & I had to follow
Mine attitude comes from my core of heart
But you comes from crust of heart
Crust & core make a difference
If you are intelligent you may learnt
I love shadow not its colour
I love attitude not its favor
My heart is simple but attitude is complex
Misguide mine heart not my attitude
#Self respect
#Review
#Nahiya
Drugs maybe able to cure our bodies, but what about the soul?
One can recover from the deadliest disease, if he's a happy soul, but the damaged soul crumbles inside.
There's only one cure for the broken souls, LOVE.
"What's better than a warm bath---" Chen Xixi stopped dead in her tracks when she noticed a man lying on her bed, with his head on his palm.
"Welcome back baby~" Jiang Sheng purred in a deep voice.
"The fu*k you doing here?" Chen Xixi was so angry that she could faint.
"Chill darling. I'm here to surprise you. Don't you like it?"
"Yeah I loved it. Let me return the favor."
Xixi pounced at Jiang Sheng and locked him in a choke hold.
"How many times I have told you to get lost?" Xixi gritted her teeth while suffocating the man below her.
"Let go you stupid girl. You'll leave marks on my beautiful neck"
Chen Xixi wasn't able to hold him for a long time though.
"Crazy woman! Are you that jealous of my appearance?." Sheng was checking in the mirror if his neck had any marks.
"Hah! Stop spouting nonsense and get your dumbass out of my room. You contaminated my bed with your germs. Ewww"
"I'm trying to do my job ok? I was instructed to surprise my 'fan' who stays in this hostel room. It was by someone whom I can't refuse. Heavens must hate me that you're my fan."
"Your fan? You've finally lost it. I'll gladly kiss a pig then to see your face one more time. Who told you I'm your fan?"
"Your family."
'What the actual heck!'
You're welcome to join this hate-love relationship journey of Chen Xixi and Jiang Sheng.
Will they find together a cure called LOVE?
I improved my synopsis a bit so please review it.
DM me for the link~~
#review
One can recover from the deadliest disease, if he's a happy soul, but the damaged soul crumbles inside.
There's only one cure for the broken souls, LOVE.
"What's better than a warm bath---" Chen Xixi stopped dead in her tracks when she noticed a man lying on her bed, with his head on his palm.
"Welcome back baby~" Jiang Sheng purred in a deep voice.
"The fu*k you doing here?" Chen Xixi was so angry that she could faint.
"Chill darling. I'm here to surprise you. Don't you like it?"
"Yeah I loved it. Let me return the favor."
Xixi pounced at Jiang Sheng and locked him in a choke hold.
"How many times I have told you to get lost?" Xixi gritted her teeth while suffocating the man below her.
"Let go you stupid girl. You'll leave marks on my beautiful neck"
Chen Xixi wasn't able to hold him for a long time though.
"Crazy woman! Are you that jealous of my appearance?." Sheng was checking in the mirror if his neck had any marks.
"Hah! Stop spouting nonsense and get your dumbass out of my room. You contaminated my bed with your germs. Ewww"
"I'm trying to do my job ok? I was instructed to surprise my 'fan' who stays in this hostel room. It was by someone whom I can't refuse. Heavens must hate me that you're my fan."
"Your fan? You've finally lost it. I'll gladly kiss a pig then to see your face one more time. Who told you I'm your fan?"
"Your family."
'What the actual heck!'
You're welcome to join this hate-love relationship journey of Chen Xixi and Jiang Sheng.
Will they find together a cure called LOVE?
I improved my synopsis a bit so please review it.
DM me for the link~~
#review
You never know with whom you red string of fate is connected to.
They may be right in front of you for your whole life, but you fail to recognize them, until the right moment.
It just takes a moment to fall in love, but a lifetime to maintain it.
"I told you, you can't escape me baby. Your fate has been entangled with me since that day."
Kim Yoona was shocked by the words uttered by Lee Jihun. He sounded so controlling and cold. He wasn't like this before. But after that day, everything changed between them.
This is another novel of mine. DM me if you're interested in reading it~
#review
They may be right in front of you for your whole life, but you fail to recognize them, until the right moment.
It just takes a moment to fall in love, but a lifetime to maintain it.
"I told you, you can't escape me baby. Your fate has been entangled with me since that day."
Kim Yoona was shocked by the words uttered by Lee Jihun. He sounded so controlling and cold. He wasn't like this before. But after that day, everything changed between them.
This is another novel of mine. DM me if you're interested in reading it~
#review
Unspecable acts of emotion, mysteriously hid beneath the deepened edges of the hardened heart
With great desires to be acknowledged, to be felt , to be longing for the touch of warmth
Sleeved and covered enough , dying in the words never spelled beyond the need,
Oh indeed!
Two in silence ranging to bawl, into floods of sensation never ever reached
Deficient of the courage
Wounded in mysterious clutches of the timid brain and the nerval curves
Wondering in the woosy land of unsaid words and unexpressed feelings
How little could it be taking,
and
How so in plenty could it be giving
But in greatly dense thoughts,
In suspicious condition of the human heart,
There lay a reason,
An
Unreachable start, of an anew feeling, blossoming disgustedly but is be fitted inside,
Yearning to come out and emblaze all around
#review
With great desires to be acknowledged, to be felt , to be longing for the touch of warmth
Sleeved and covered enough , dying in the words never spelled beyond the need,
Oh indeed!
Two in silence ranging to bawl, into floods of sensation never ever reached
Deficient of the courage
Wounded in mysterious clutches of the timid brain and the nerval curves
Wondering in the woosy land of unsaid words and unexpressed feelings
How little could it be taking,
and
How so in plenty could it be giving
But in greatly dense thoughts,
In suspicious condition of the human heart,
There lay a reason,
An
Unreachable start, of an anew feeling, blossoming disgustedly but is be fitted inside,
Yearning to come out and emblaze all around
#review
I lost
I lost in stars
I lost in wonders of life
I lost in my own vision
I lost in the way i know
I lost in brightness of day
I feel no pain, no sorrow, no bad, no worries, no gilt, no good, no bad, no joy, no happiness, nothing
But it still me.
I'm always this just pretending it's not me.
I find
I find this after all good
I know this from staring
And finally i'm aware. Still
I'm lost
#review
I lost in stars
I lost in wonders of life
I lost in my own vision
I lost in the way i know
I lost in brightness of day
I feel no pain, no sorrow, no bad, no worries, no gilt, no good, no bad, no joy, no happiness, nothing
But it still me.
I'm always this just pretending it's not me.
I find
I find this after all good
I know this from staring
And finally i'm aware. Still
I'm lost
#review
It wasn't that bright anymore,
The purplish pink lines of cloud shimmering.
Earth ready to turn off into the darkest mode.
Sign made, for the lush curtain of life to fall down.
Done with the pain it brings today, but wasn't sure for tomorrow.
There's no single question mark.
Because I'm not asking when I know the answer.
#review
The purplish pink lines of cloud shimmering.
Earth ready to turn off into the darkest mode.
Sign made, for the lush curtain of life to fall down.
Done with the pain it brings today, but wasn't sure for tomorrow.
Can I survive againThere's no single question mark.
Because I'm not asking when I know the answer.
#review
*To the love of my life*
You came into my life when I was alone another time
Sowed the seed of love in my barren soul
Made me feel what love is for another time
Made me know what it feels like to be loved
Made me understand what true love is
I felt good about myself for the first time
I made sure I was apt for you in all possible ways I could
I was willing to give up everything for you expecting only one thing return
That you would stay with me
You are that one person made me alive after years of mournful love stories
For the first time I thought those who left may not deserve me
You shaped me in every way most surprisingly without your knowledge
I learnt me
I learnt love
I learnt companionship
I learnt trust
I learnt care
I learnt affection
But I am still in the process of learning you
You surprise me every day
You made sure if I am okay even if you weren't
You took care of me in a way that you wanted to be taken care of
You had love for me in various layers
You expressed yourself in various manners
You reached the bottom tip of my soul and nourished me from inside
I saw a new figure in the mirror after your arrival in my life
And now I have spoiled everything in a fraction of second
I don't want to lie saying that I did without knowing
I wanted to do it so I did
I thought it would be better for us
I thought it would always keep you near me
I thought it can make sure you are mine
Yes first time ever since I met you
I thought of myself and not you
For the first time my selfishness possessed me that I couldn't think of it's aftermath
I don't ask you to come again to me
I don't compel you to forgive me
I don't argue that what I did wasn't a big deal
But just remember
I am used to be alone
But you aren't
I am used to be abandoned
But you aren't
I am used to be sad
But you shouldn't
Because pure souls like you should be
loved, cared, kept sacred
All that I want to say is
I have had people in my heart before you
But ever since I met you
It is permanently reserved for you
You can come whenever you wanna see it again
And I am ready to apologize my entire life
For what I've done
Because
I know your love for me
You know my love for you
Come back when you feel like my heart!
#review
#lsm
#openletter
You came into my life when I was alone another time
Sowed the seed of love in my barren soul
Made me feel what love is for another time
Made me know what it feels like to be loved
Made me understand what true love is
I felt good about myself for the first time
I made sure I was apt for you in all possible ways I could
I was willing to give up everything for you expecting only one thing return
That you would stay with me
You are that one person made me alive after years of mournful love stories
For the first time I thought those who left may not deserve me
You shaped me in every way most surprisingly without your knowledge
I learnt me
I learnt love
I learnt companionship
I learnt trust
I learnt care
I learnt affection
But I am still in the process of learning you
You surprise me every day
You made sure if I am okay even if you weren't
You took care of me in a way that you wanted to be taken care of
You had love for me in various layers
You expressed yourself in various manners
You reached the bottom tip of my soul and nourished me from inside
I saw a new figure in the mirror after your arrival in my life
And now I have spoiled everything in a fraction of second
I don't want to lie saying that I did without knowing
I wanted to do it so I did
I thought it would be better for us
I thought it would always keep you near me
I thought it can make sure you are mine
Yes first time ever since I met you
I thought of myself and not you
For the first time my selfishness possessed me that I couldn't think of it's aftermath
I don't ask you to come again to me
I don't compel you to forgive me
I don't argue that what I did wasn't a big deal
But just remember
I am used to be alone
But you aren't
I am used to be abandoned
But you aren't
I am used to be sad
But you shouldn't
Because pure souls like you should be
loved, cared, kept sacred
All that I want to say is
I have had people in my heart before you
But ever since I met you
It is permanently reserved for you
You can come whenever you wanna see it again
And I am ready to apologize my entire life
For what I've done
Because
I know your love for me
You know my love for you
Come back when you feel like my heart!
#review
#lsm
#openletter