i once met a stranger,
he who cause my laughter,
he who makes me flatter,
and i who became his admirer.
what is this something?
this love for him i am feeling,
i know this feeling is worth denying,
but why am i still embracing?
do we fit each other? nope,
but then i found myself still holding the rope.
i told myself to stop holding on and let go,
but instead, i didn't follow it. no.
i once met a stranger,
he who became my lover.
but everything stays temporarily,
i need to accept that we aren't meant to be.
the stranger,
who became my partner,
that turned to be my lover,
was again a stranger.
ig: seluriing
twt: seluring
fb: seluring
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