i wish you were just a chapter in my book,
but i realized it too late.
you were my whole book.
every page of our timeless time had to end.
our love story had to end,
because everything was just written in the way i wanted to see it.
it was seen in glasses of rose colored lens.
Mar 3, 2021
Mar 3, 2021 at 1:24 AM UTC
i wish you were just a chapter in my book,
but i realized it too late.
you were my whole book.
every page of our timeless time had to end.
our love story had to end,
because everything was just written in the way i wanted to see it.
it was seen in glasses of rose colored lens.
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