
hudaa Ismail
nineTeen
pretty much an avid observer who is eccentric in nature as well as one who does things entirely based on her mood.
title: We got caught in this and by itself, it's a paradox. Sometimes we're flying high and on others, we don't even see eye to eye. From a distance, they're observing. Waiting, just waiting. Maybe she don't care. Perhaps it's just a cover up. Deep inside, it's a whole new turmoil. She wants to acknowledge it's all over. But it just doesn't seem so especially when logic is not making any sense. She intends to make a move but there's always this fear. When the boundaries are dull, how do we pretend everything is fine? For eon do you intend her to keep moving back and forth? Love, vinTage dreams |
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