passion is fresh,
but short,
it would not always be there constantly,
most of the time,
theres a lot of fun at first,
but not much the next.
tats the reason why i love u tat much,
cos i don know when would it be gone.
i can't imagine yr kiss still touching my heart,
cos i really like your kiss to wake me up.
the path tat i travel,
is the path less travelled.
you are the one who spurred me on,
i used to be so full of myself,
overestimated. . .
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let's no one tell u tat u can't do anything,
sometimes i thought i couldn't let sth go,
by turning around,
times will wash the past away,
but leave down a beautiful stain.
the fastest forgotten thing,
is our last night dream,
and i have no idea how much details has been added on.
the dream might not tat beautiful,
but we always create some surreal to make it flawless. . .