From: ABC
To: Mahara
You find the moon pretty but what do I say when you're my sun?
From: ABC
To: Mahara
Everytime I try to leave your smile brings me to defeat. Will you ever be mine?
From: ABC
To: Mahara
If you read this you’ll know it’s me. & I’ll spend the rest of my life, wishing you were mine.
From: ABC
To: Mahara
Maybe I'm bound to be consistently stopped by every wall of slight hesitancy that comes in between