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It’s like I was living in a dream. Being love dearly. Like the
most important thing in this world. The most valuable gold. I never realize how
blinding that is. I have the idea before, through watching movies and reading,
but never have one person myself. That’s honestly the best feeling ever. Like
living in a dream. Everyday, looking forward to see him. Having time with him.
Always wanted. The best things.
638 days later. Everything feel forced. It’s like I change the most loving man
to just a man. Maybe true colours show.
help me Ya Allah.
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