Guess what, Tomorrow will be another CCA day for me. (Yayy) :D
[Just probably ignore these craps of mine, Yah.]
When Simple Days Turned To A Complicatd One(s).
My heart craves for yours; Like a young girl, Needs her favourite little doll.
This Wasn't A Choice, Was It(?)
Every Inch You Moved Closer, It Deepens My Understanding.
It (always) gives me Butterflies in my stomach.
I used to sit on the bed, a comfortable cushion in my back and I would learn with you. You always struggled with those words, didn't you? 'll never forget, How words used to fly in the brain cell.
Ps: Guy(s) in this world would probably explode SOON :D
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