Her..
Her eyes,
Are still around my head,
Her voice is getting over me and ahead.
Her smile,
Just makes my day shine.
Her hair,
Blowing in air...
Her hands,
When I held them,
Gave me warmth I never felt..
She is becoming like a habit for me,
I become tired, if I don't get her to see...
This feeling is strange,
But, I enjoy it..
I though I was fine,
Untill then,
But I found she was never mine...
© Choco💜🐰💜
Are still around my head,
Her voice is getting over me and ahead.
Her smile,
Just makes my day shine.
Her hair,
Blowing in air...
Her hands,
When I held them,
Gave me warmth I never felt..
She is becoming like a habit for me,
I become tired, if I don't get her to see...
This feeling is strange,
But, I enjoy it..
I though I was fine,
Untill then,
But I found she was never mine...
© Choco💜🐰💜