Chapter 30 of 34

Silent days

To My LoneWolf I Offer My Poetry63 words~1 min read

Silent days do come. When the most of myself refrain from the world. I try to understand my thoughts. And all this days, I could not come up with an answer. But in the in-betweens of my realizations. You were there. You excite me. You keep the sugar rush in me. In my silent days. My mind never skipped thinking about you.

-Jef

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