Love letters

It felt like I was in this old bar,
just waiting
waititng for someone to came and ask me to dance.

In the dark I saw you,
Standing there
alone
I just wish that I could reach you
But my arms are to short.

<'3

To miss a moment is like missing apart of your life.



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