bittersweet trip
I'm nobody and this blog is just a kind of diary
Thursday, 15 November 2012
The hands
I remember the warmth of your hands when they're holding mines. It just felt so good, comforted me as well.. Secure, in the same time..
I miss you so much, in every ways..
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