Is it a time where
both would walk together,
forever,
On hazel leaves,
scattered like small honeybees.
Is it where they would confide,
and together, they fly.
through each gentle look.
Inside their own world,
while all else gets blurred.
Is it how people
become alive,
In each time they smile.
while they enjoy their presence,
in every passing step.
Sep 4, 2025
Sep 4, 2025 at 1:14 PM UTC
Is it a time where
both would walk together,
forever,
On hazel leaves,
scattered like small honeybees.
Is it where they would confide,
and together, they fly.
through each gentle look.
Inside their own world,
while all else gets blurred.
Is it how people
become alive,
In each time they smile.
while they enjoy their presence,
in every passing step.
Had an idea abt this for a while and started writing at 11pm on a school night XD
