The story begin,
When you start to change,
While I busy being chased.
We meet at the middle,
Where we climb up together,
Like we've known each other,
Honestly I fall for you,
When we were both start to paddle.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry: Once a Little Word
PoetryLife is full of curiosity. When someone involved in something out there, I wonder how would they think. How will they react to it. Though nothing was serious. But I still wonder.
