Seems like I won't survive if not for you.
The times we had were blissfully sweet.
The memories never fade.
But I know, my selfishness will start to consume me.
You have to start to live.
Since the rain, I could not stop thinking about it.
With you it's never good enough.
You don't know what you're striving for.
It's too early.
posted by Ashraf @ 1:15 PM
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