Sunday, February 14

Holding Back To The Past


and I miss my childhood.
where I know nothing but feel pleasure and fun.
where everyone loves me even I did something unnecessarily.
where people pointing their smiles when I say something stupid.
where everyone feels guilty when I cried.
I want these back.
I want to be like I used to be.
I want to be someone's precious.
I want to be me, the most precious due to the meaning of my name's.



P.S : Hello, old friend.

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