If love is a wonderful thing.
Then it would only contain happiness, wouldn't it?
A past tense contacted me once again.
"Heartless... You'r so heartless.. I've lost two important people in my life. My father.. and. you."
At some point I wonder if reminiscing bout the past could bring me back those feelings.
At some moments I wonder if flipping through the pages of our story could make me feel love again.
At some days.. I wonder, if we could be like before..
Maybe its a true love.
Maybe its a true love.
I couldn't fathom why my mind couldn't just put a stop to all those thinking.
I just wished.
One could accept me for who I am.
but then, yet again..
Is it so easy to find someone who loves me and I love him too?
All I can do is to ponder.
All I can do is to wait.
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Awaiting for that True Love Kiss.
