It was all started with a single hi
The next day is another hello
Started a conversation
Started to joke
Until we started to laugh
And continued with a single photo
And another photo,
Took photos again
We never thought this will end
But nothing lasts forever
Oh no, not these memories.
YOU ARE READING
Dear, him. (The Poetry)
PoetryWhen Juliet fell in love, she wrote about Romeo. For Juliet, she turned her pain into a masterpiece. This book is your affirmation that some form of love is meant to be broken. Still, they are the beautiful ones.
