JUST FEW MILES APART
No matter how far we are going from each other No matter how much distanced we get But We will still stay under the same sky We will share the same air to breath We will get sunkissed by the same sun In night we will stare at the same moon And We will count the same number of twinkling stars Nothing much is gonna change between US We will still fight like kids We will still irritate each other We will still scold each other when we are wrong We will still say sorry together We will still share all those little little secrets We will still face the barriers together We will still laugh at each other's silly jokes We will still shed tears by hurting each other We will still go on doing all those studip things We still will hold each other We will still be together Even being miles apart I just want to tell you that Really nothing is this world can break US....
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HAZEL GRACE
@JENOVA JACKSON CHASE Hmmmm....❤😊
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Sachin Bohra
So nice
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HAZEL GRACE
@Sachin Bohra Thank you
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