First time i see him,
feels like those ocean breeze,
calm and cooling.
Like calling me out to reach his face,
to feel those happiness,
that he carry around.
But how ironic is it,
the universe never let us,
to never let me,
be his sadness.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
First time i see him,
feels like those ocean breeze,
calm and cooling.
Like calling me out to reach his face,
to feel those happiness,
that he carry around.
But how ironic is it,
the universe never let us,
to never let me,
be his sadness.
