If it's already summer,
why does it feels like
winter when I'm
with you?
If you really love me,
why does it feels as if
you didn't?
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Wars Inside You (Published Under Ukiyoto)
PoetryLying on your bed. Looking at the ceiling. Thinking about where did everything go wrong. Each night has been a remembrance of what you are ----lonely and empty. Life is neither a lap-of-luxury nor a tale of rainbows and unicorns ----this is what pe...
> Winter in Summer
If it's already summer,
why does it feels like
winter when I'm
with you?
If you really love me,
why does it feels as if
you didn't?
