Waffles with their hands, seems cringey but it's sweet
Walking through the hallways people saw their love and assumed, complete.
However, so often he fell asleep
Her worry turned around like a backstabber, "he's here to cheat"
The sleeping became often
Her tears came out some
But he explained to her "we" aren't done
"I'm just tired after the whole day to an end has come"
She paid no attention to what other females might be there.
She just missed her sweet love, the only one to seem to care about prayer...
The one who understood all her trauma better and better
"Ughhhhhhhhhh" she said
"Why do I have to be the sensitive lover"
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My Red
RomanceBut all of a sudden the future they strongly imagined is warm ashes from a light up fire from their hearts. It wasn't a "it's not you it me." This is a unique problem, left with a open solution that nobody seems to step forward to. But she's alread...
