Wish You are My Love
Shot by Loloque
Here’s another poem I wrote about her:
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It’s what my peers talk about years ago. Yes, boys talk. What would every boys say about a long black hair beautiful girl with white dress and her violin. Some of you would trade anything to be the violin.
Don’t you remember those feeling when the marching band can’t stop inside your heart? The feeling when you hold your phone and think twice to call or not to call her. How to start a conversation? What would you say? What if she reject the phone call?
Some of you would exercise in front of mirror.
You wish for a chance to see her in your dream. Whisper I wish you are my love.