Let me just apply this on my face like a steamed towel:
Though this house is empty, I see a couple on the black bed painting tomorrows at the bare ceiling. I hear the loud TV that didn’t have any attention. Hugs cover their eyes and kisses are shutting it off. The table wasn’t alone either. The past midnight serving of words and laughters are its feast. The walls reflect what it was when they were there. They are playing hide and seek- In my memory.
It’s time we fill another.
-11AM before surrendering the key
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kyusi will always be our first home, love.
that's where we spawned a myriad of dreams, and now we're hatching them.
83 days.
walk with me.
1:11 PM
ditto. this feels like a movie. let me drench in it then.
faith. hope. love. 83 days palangga...
3:43 PM