Nevertheless I love you
lys
The rain fall In my shoulders Since I know you are not like other people Since, I don't understand, are you my flower ? You know, I hate my metaphors I'm very sad, 'cause, when the rainy days stay, I think at you And you know, it's not possible for me to close the door Because I love you, it's sad but it's true Our relation are so complex We scream, but we stay I'm lovesick I'm loveless What do you want ? Be in or outside my way ? You are so mysterious But let me love, girl who don't be a mess Are you jealous ? Je t'aime, c'est tout ce qu'il te reste ? Where are you ? All the directions are impossibles Like understand, it's incredible. I'm lost... Nevertheless I love you... *** Cocodignou, June 24, 2021 (Photo in background is mine)
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ʏaʏa
Looks like a song, magic ✨
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2021-06-26 08:49:56
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lys
@ʏaʏa thank you !
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Alhéna
This, makes me wanna write all my stuff in English. I'm so in love with English pleeeease 😭😍
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