Him

January 14, 2020

His lips was his disguise.

The moment his lips got interlocked with mine I got lost in his eyes.

I can't hold back my feelings for him.

He holds a special place in my heart.

When I was stuck in the dark he pulled me into the light.

And made sure I never had to fight by myself ever again.

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