It's funny how, it took three months for us to recognize, we were never for each other.
And another three months to realize, it was a great deal of time, we wasted on each other.
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Til' Death Do Us Apart
PoetryTop 800/Long-Listed on The Wattys'18 " If one day, you lose the ability to see my face or, to scent the origin smell of my perfume. I hope for anykind of reasons, you never lose your sense of wonder towards me. For I'm more than your five senses cou...
