When you're besides me,
With a pack of ciggies 
And a pocket full of stories,
I stared into your eyes,
With hope you don't realise,
I smile,
and stared for a little more while.
Oops, 
Time to gasp for air,
Before I drown in there.
*Blush
P/S : Biar kita macam ni sahaja,
        Risiko itu bodoh.
        Aku rela kita macam ini sahaja.


 
 
 
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