Confession

The raindrops falls gently

as I hear the sound

of my heartbeat being drowned

I stood still and  watch the rain falling

 

It matches the number of butterflies in my tummy

I hope our love will be forever be bond

Because It’s your heart that I found

I wish god will let our love be in no misery

 

Although I’m a little too late

nor I’m ready too

I believe this is fate

You might have found someone new

but I will tell you today

that I had fallen for you

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