its not that i dun love home, i love it, but i guess i do my best when i am out.
nothing to say actually just scared and anxious to go to kuantan~
I want the beach
Rain, never really stops
Thunder, never really strikes
The gray and the merciless memories lies
Where no consolation and forgiveness.
Its cold and it hurts,
The feeling trampled my wings,
My broken heart fell harder
To piece impossible to mend.
Why the rain never stops?
Its pretty cold right now,
Guess to cover my tears.
Once again to see you in my dreams.
The skies holds my secrets
and you hold my memories
along our gentle touches
cover me from the rain,
heat me up with your warmth
and let me be in your arms.
I don't care about the rain anymore,
nor the coldness of the world,
I have you to be here
and make me fly again
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