i haf no idea how he look like, feel like, taste like.
yet, he is all i can tink of..
wake me up pls, i do not wan to dream any more.
two strangers catch eachother’s names,
yearnin for a story to begin.
it was a beautiful noting.
two strangers fall in love.
and den forget, eachother.
it was noting anyway.
jus strangers, in lover's clothes.
i guess if the feelin isnt real enuff for us to hold on to,
theres oways the option to let it fall.
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