Have ever thought about How to paint the love ??
In my worst mature
When i forced to love you
My fears, my pains and sarrows
Flapped their wings .... behind the hills..
But now...you...marry
As i carry my myseries alone
Its all make me into the journey
Long lasting, never returned.............like painting into hearts that cannot clear and make real.
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 2:14 AM UTC