He was also a great storyteller.
The moon also brought me in words. 🌖🍁
He used to make me laugh and then he used to make me cry.
He made many promises to me.🥀
It was very unfaithful, but the heart liked it.
Sometimes i heard love.💗
Sometimes he used to come to meet him untimely.
Sometimes precious time was lost in love.💔
I used to hold my hand like this.
Sometimes he used to get his hand out of my hand.
He had a strange sunshine.
He was also trustworthy, he used to fall out of sight...! 🍁
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