Isn't It Strange
Isn’t it strange that the words “I love you” take up such a small space on paper but such a big place in my heart?
I Miss You
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I don't have a rhyme for you today.
I just miss you.
My Melody
You're the music that lives in me,
I'm united with it...
It plays orchestra of amour...
All I must do is fall into the arms
Of summer breeze thinking it's You...
My melody.
