christmas is near once again,
and i've been craving for wen.
my wen jie, my sushi, i wish we can meet,
and go to a place where snow is below our feet,
and kiss, and hold hands by a mistletoe,
and go to cafés, ordering and drinking hot chocos.
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The Anatomy of Our Stars || ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ & ᴘʀᴏsᴇ
Poetry❝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎, 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.❞ -𝚂𝚊𝚛𝚍...
