Coloring, you're like crayons. Coloured my life by your way.
Warm, you're like sun. Warming my life by your presence.
Annoys, you're like bug. Annoy me by your presence.
Tickles, you're like fingers. Tickling my heart by every word you said.
You know, we just can't be together recently. But here's what I believe: if you and i are meant to be together, if you are my fire to every ice inside me, if you are my cake to my appetite, we will be together. One day.
See you when I see you,
Warmest smile&hug,
mry.
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