Choi
Sad is the day. Love so far. Nothing writes itself so sweetly as the feelings we have.
Feel and cry as much as I do. If never is what I will know, belong to another.
Touch the door, because I am outside.
© Text: Orlando Barahona
© Image: Elena Bobrovitzkaya/Flickr
© Image: Elena Bobrovitzkaya/Flickr
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