 Friends         |  albassamz_2020: A drop of rain fell on your face and froze on his lips. And you think that someone kisses you, gently, sweetly... the Golden maple leaf was spinning in the last waltz and casually touched your cheek as if someone touched her warm hand... I feel this drop. Want to be on your lips. If I may ask? Your heart is free? Can I take? I will give you happiness and you will never have time to be sad. Our happiness is in our hands and only we can fight for it. 6 years ago • Reply • Report • Link 0 |
