Cottoned. Chapter Two. // 06.04.2020
Chapter 2 Thought #3 The present that becomes our past shapes us for the future that becomes our present. ---------------------- Senses Why is it, Pleasurably Painful Yet, Infuriatingly Infatuated. ---------------------- 우리 // Twin Flames We were forsaken To take on the roles as Twin Flames. A tragic masterpiece. ---------------------- Time Sinking The roses withered, In time. I was already dead because of time. ---------------------- Flare She was warm Even in a cold, Moonlit night. Like the sun had given her A flare of her own. ---------------------- Fin. Thank you so much for reading my blog~! I'll be back with more and I hope you liked it 🌸