I could see his breath flying away
just like my little bird at home
I have nurtured it with all the love I could
But it flew to the sky never to return
Although I knew I couldn't imprison it forever
but A part of me is still empty for its departure.
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 1:57 AM UTC
I could see his breath flying away
just like my little bird at home
I have nurtured it with all the love I could
But it flew to the sky never to return
Although I knew I couldn't imprison it forever
but A part of me is still empty for its departure.