Once her sadness forgets the pain of every miserable day, her smile starts to bloom again into its ethereal form like a paradise that had just been found.
Seeing your genuine happiness makes me feel alive. Your warm touch keeps my soul ignited. It's as if my soul wants to flow and rekindle your lost flame.
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 1:29 AM UTC
Once her sadness forgets the pain of every miserable day, her smile starts to bloom again into its ethereal form like a paradise that had just been found.
Seeing your genuine happiness makes me feel alive. Your warm touch keeps my soul ignited. It's as if my soul wants to flow and rekindle your lost flame.
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