Jul 2016
She is a flower that blooms
Way beyond my reach
And I've built ladders
Out of the broken pieces of me
Hoping I could reach high enough
Not to pick her but to simply admire
How beautiful she could make the world
By simply existing within my grasp
Way beyond my reach
And I've built ladders
Out of the broken pieces of me
Hoping I could reach high enough
Not to pick her but to simply admire
How beautiful she could make the world
By simply existing within my grasp
I'm actually going to try and confess my feelings about this girl I like. Wish me luck!
(Philippines)
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