The day dedicated to love...
For those who are in love...
For those hoping to be in love..
To celebrate the joy which is called love..
The day when the rose moving around in back pocket...
Passes to someone else's back pocket...
Half of them not knowing whether it will be there tomorrow...
Still the fear is not great enough to stop..
For the one who fear cannot begin...
A creation can always go wrong...
For sometimes it is good to believe..
Sometimes its better to have faith than none..
Thus the negativity do not deter me ...
From asking you this..
That today
Will you be mine...
Mine as a girl is for boy...
Will you be my girl..
For those who are in love...
For those hoping to be in love..
To celebrate the joy which is called love..
The day when the rose moving around in back pocket...
Passes to someone else's back pocket...
Half of them not knowing whether it will be there tomorrow...
Still the fear is not great enough to stop..
For the one who fear cannot begin...
A creation can always go wrong...
For sometimes it is good to believe..
Sometimes its better to have faith than none..
Thus the negativity do not deter me ...
From asking you this..
That today
Will you be mine...
Mine as a girl is for boy...
Will you be my girl..
2 comments:
whoa!! serious inspiration u must have.. to be writing such stuff :D
hahahhaha.....well.....hahhaha...no comments
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