Your life time, my love
All the repression from the beginning to the moment turned into tears that spilled, less than a few minutes were wet all over my face.
I stared at myself in the mirror. The premature makeup was tangled with tears, even I didn't know that the person with that ruffled appearance was me.
I held out my hand to touch the mirror that reflected my own reflection, and another tear came down.
The ring he wears on his little finger, represents marriage and love, is his brand with someone I don't know, is also the link of his life and... her.
Someone outside of me!
Fate is taken care of itself, you can't wait for me. Whether it was a long time ago or now, we missed ourselves like this again.
Bab Populer