O boy! 
Don’t look at me like that, 
With those tiny doped eyes of yours, 
They leave such influence on my mind, 
I feel hallucinated and drunk, 
I have a life beyond our love too, 
How will I face my homies with those affected eyes, 
When you look back at me again and over again,
It makes me prettier than what I am. 

I feel confident enough to walk by your side, 
Yes, sometimes I shrug my shoulders like a baby,
But I know we both are growing up in this love,
And every silent moment with you, 
Adds new chapters to our story, 
Let this story happen, without any words. °~ 
(instagram –  robinn1928) 


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