I am bad in history, but I can remember the fist time I saw
you.
Once upon a time in the evening at the airport Supadio
Since that moment, I was map-ing you forever in my heart.
Yess, I was creating my own twilight.
No one can tell my story so I tell it myself. No one can write my story so I write it myself.
Copyright © diendong. Template created by Volverene from Templates Block
WP by WP Themes Master | Price of Silver
0 comments:
Posting Komentar