He longs for my spring, even if the chilly winds of winter are drawing near. Notwithstanding the fall, he wanted me to blossom on my own.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You
Thơ CaWould it make any difference? If we knew that it was the last time we would see each other again?
The Poet
He longs for my spring, even if the chilly winds of winter are drawing near. Notwithstanding the fall, he wanted me to blossom on my own.