How could I describe this? When I’m in love and no one will be there to share my darkest secret, and actually no one would ever listen to my soliloquy. Pretending like there’s nothing to fuss about and better yet, I’m always relying on my flawed hunches more than ever.I’m in love with a person that I should not be with.
It’s all started from a very tiny coincident.
And then, it’s blooming to a very beautiful thorn rose.
It’s a feeling that haunted me everywhere I go…
If clover can understand this….
p/s:addicted to ME~
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