Such a magnetic infatuation which casted a spell on both of our lonely shadows Our shadows entwined from the very first meeting yet our hearts unwilling to meet, to compromise You are unsure about your love But me, the magic is there yet the love is unpredictable We are both lost in the maze of love insecured for the latter love And it seems we will be forever trapped unless a willingness chance is granted for the both of us....
Reason for writing:
cuz i am in the pits of 'out-of love' thingy kind of thing...
typical huh...
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