• poetry_factory_ 31w


    Sometimes you miss the feeling of being in love, the burning flame of passion in your chest.

    Sometimes you're so happy to be you, to be content with being in love with yourself, waking up and being responsible for just you.

    Sometimes, you want nothing at all, just to wake up and stare at the ceiling, spending the whole day in the company of tweets and gram.

    For me, most times, listening to my favourite artiste does the trick.

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