Is she miss me ? Sometimes I wonder why she doesn't ask me how I feel..., well what do her expected from the man like me...
You know how I feel about you...but you look doesn't care at all, I'll trying to understand the path you choose..., the only way you know
I just standing there to see your shadow, when all that remains me it's just the same role we playing
The empty sound looks like the beat of a drum in my ears...and all we do is just sleep at our feet...it's nothing only waisted soul
This feeling is about the way I treat you..., the way i staring at you...and the act when I close to you... Not only words...
for someone...
by wiwomacca
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