I don’t have many words left;
They were stolen when
I saw your just eyes,
and a corner of your smile.
They were stolen when
I saw your just eyes,
and a corner of your smile.
I know nothing of love
but, I do know
I adore you
with such childlike sincerity
you could not begin to imagine.
but, I do know
I adore you
with such childlike sincerity
you could not begin to imagine.
Today;
I want to write
of you
even
if it is
too
I want to write
of you
even
if it is
too
Late.
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