• chap. 002: dearest rosy red •
“..you tint my world with passion's hue..”

the crimson of a beating heart spied
through the window where you stand
among the blooms. thoughts of you
grace my mind like verses on paper,
snapshots locked in memory's photo
album that i revisit "when we're apart."

ㅤ        🎥.. the 1998‘s love of october.

               ┃  lonesome days stretch out
               ┃  interminably,  since you left
               ┃  colors. seem washed ／....

ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ
       ⓘ “ I shall patiently bide my time.”
        this too shall pass and we shall
long my sweet. Happy birthday
        my angelic psyche.
ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ