I remember the first time I got so close to you.
It was a rainy afternoon. The sky is dark and gray. That day I thanked the rain for pouring so hard because my heart is beating out loud, singing in delight. You don't know how nervous I was back then, thinking that you might hear the fast thump lub-dub of my heart. I managed to look calm but deep inside, my inner self is jumping with so much gladness. I secretly smiled as I stole a glance at you. From that day, I always wished everyday would rain so I can be alone with you under the Waiting Shed.
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Prose and Rose
PoetryWords are just words unless you sprinkle love on it. And if there is love, the words you'll read will come to life. It will glow like the sun, shine like the moon, twinkle like the stars, that will leave you in awe and in deep admiration. Here are...
