"Some words are only meant to say at that moment,
A feelings that carried away by aroma of sweetness
but when reality hits out soul,
Those words won't come out anymore,
It became frozen.
Only wishing those moments will come back again.
Those words that you have said,
Your plans for us,
Those might become a stone,
Will ended up into compromise.
A Fiction,
A Myth,
An Extinct.
And if that happens, I would love no more.
No more. No more."
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 12:11 AM UTC
"Some words are only meant to say at that moment,
A feelings that carried away by aroma of sweetness
but when reality hits out soul,
Those words won't come out anymore,
It became frozen.
Only wishing those moments will come back again.
Those words that you have said,
Your plans for us,
Those might become a stone,
Will ended up into compromise.
A Fiction,
A Myth,
An Extinct.
And if that happens, I would love no more.
No more. No more."
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