The first day I saw him,
That was different,
And I start observing.
I knew that,
Not everyone in this world is real,
But when I realized,
there was no one real like him.
When my eyes first met him,
Like magic in his eyes,
And I lost it all.
I still knows it's the,
Best thing that happened.
When we talked,
Kindness in his smile,
It's just like,
As if the happiness ,
is just living with him.
And falling in love with him,
Was the finest thing that happened.
Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM UTC
The first day I saw him,
That was different,
And I start observing.
I knew that,
Not everyone in this world is real,
But when I realized,
there was no one real like him.
When my eyes first met him,
Like magic in his eyes,
And I lost it all.
I still knows it's the,
Best thing that happened.
When we talked,
Kindness in his smile,
It's just like,
As if the happiness ,
is just living with him.
And falling in love with him,
Was the finest thing that happened.
Part 1 of victim of love
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