A little spark
A little fluke
A little tingling sensation,
Behold an avalanche of emotions
So love makes you cry, my friend.
Precious moments go out of touch,
Highly treasured, but
Now trapped in thoughts
(as memories)...
Then, love makes you cry, my friend
If love makes you cry, my friend.
It's cos Love lives on desire
as much as patience
You should consider yourself lucky;
Lucky to love,
bold enough to share,
Strong enough to hold...
But again, if love makes you cry my friend,
Fix it or
LEAVE HONORABLY.
May 13, 2022
May 13, 2022 at 4:56 PM UTC
A little spark
A little fluke
A little tingling sensation,
Behold an avalanche of emotions
So love makes you cry, my friend.
Precious moments go out of touch,
Highly treasured, but
Now trapped in thoughts
(as memories)...
Then, love makes you cry, my friend
If love makes you cry, my friend.
It's cos Love lives on desire
as much as patience
You should consider yourself lucky;
Lucky to love,
bold enough to share,
Strong enough to hold...
But again, if love makes you cry my friend,
Fix it or
LEAVE HONORABLY.
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