I wish, you're looking at the Moon too.
Just like the old days;
When our words aren't free;
Feelings are sheltered;
And in between questions;
But, we let it be;
Knowing that the Moon knows the truth;
Let it tell our love story, if it is.
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 12:50 AM UTC
I wish, you're looking at the Moon too.
Just like the old days;
When our words aren't free;
Feelings are sheltered;
And in between questions;
But, we let it be;
Knowing that the Moon knows the truth;
Let it tell our love story, if it is.
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