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the sky was gray
and pale
and the rain is
threatening to fall
to the ground.

she was there again
on their veranda
staring at the
open sky above as if
it is a beautiful canvas
of colors.

her eyes are like mirrors
but of a different kind.
the kind that reflects
something and
makes it more...
something more...
more beautiful, more.

i think i've already
lost myself in her
eyes.

「 one day, day one 」 joy x doyoungWhere stories live. Discover now