Orange of my Eye
My life has always been expendable...
I know I lost your love..
It was inevitable...
Months pass and years progressed,
as days went by, you loved me less....
Seconds turn into minutes and minutes turn into hours..
people tend to wilt and die like trees and flowers.....
A month feels like a year and
A year feels like a century ...
Life feels pointless without you standing next to me....
I am in love with you Dragon and I don't know why...
For reasons unknown.. you will always be...
the orange of my eye..
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