Continue reading “Them”A shot by “them” heads straight to my heart
Punctured holes but still standing tall
Tag: Heart
When I wasn’t yours
Continue reading “When I wasn’t yours”Under this yellow tint, let me relive it once
Orange Sky
The elusive good days, those memories
Only remain in my thoughts now
Oh! This Secret Heart!
But Oh! This Secret Heart!
Comes alive at night,
Heart of Stone
My heart is not a see-saw,
That you can come and sway,
Whenever your heart desires