First, only look at me Second, hold my hand tight Third, don’t act too cool Fourth, never let go of this hand From some point, little by little Your whispers comfort me Even childish word play is all love
At some point, after a while, we got used to each other The memories of the beginning that we forgot about are now a bit awkward You seem a bit more serious than before Don’t be in too much of a rush I can feel your heart even if you don’t say it
The softly blowing wind, the person who makes my heart cry I write this letter underneath the gray fall sky Whispering love with a pencil At the end of an empty day, there is an ocean in my big heart I always write the same complaints on the white sheet of paper It will be […]