We began as strangers who kept bumping into each other with no friendly attachments.
It then turned into a literary fight, we argued about written stories not knowing fate.
Now through our fights we got to assist each other and became what we never felt we could be.. Cold.
Our soberness was our attraction.
Now our world evolves around each other.
With good intentions and good pains that seem to always exist.
Now there's no way to convince myself that I don't need you, cause you've been all around me.
Our love is pain.
The beauty with tears.
Sunny days but I have to have an umbrella for the unexpected rain.
You mean the world to me.
A world that explains :Passion, pain and desire .
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