DROP-DEAD-GORGEOUS

 

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Through those drop-dead-gorgeous black eyes,

somehow I can see me in you.

I felt like I can read your thought,

those eyes is so sincere.

I'm certain,

you have the same feeling that I had.

We were both in love.

Or... was it only in my head?

My gorgeous man,

writing you is like picturing my own self.

Sometimes, I wonder... who am I actually.

I'm basically made from what you love from a person.

I love what you love

and what you love became my favourite over the time.

Now that I want to let you go,

feels like...

killing the other me.