Golden hours and fancy dress
And Candle-lit dine on a Paris Rooftop.
Or,
Blur hours and coffee
And notebooks in the college university.
Can we try?
To be different?
To be weird?
To simply be loving?
Wouldn't it be so nice?
Feel like forever?
Like we've always been together?
Haven't we, though?
Tell me about it.
Haven't it ever felt like us?
I know we'd coincide.
And, that's how the story will start-
Again.
~Pipi.
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Lost Heartbeats
Poetry📌 Featured on @StoriesUndiscovered reading list 'Epic Poetry Corner' for the month of March'23. 🤎🤎 Dear Heart, Falling in love is quite a common phenomenon. Some of these loves makes you jump in excitement of a new experience. Some puts you at e...
