Pooky 17 I follow the tortuous path that is wet Look back at our memories together.In the rain that obscures the vision,I think of you In my tears, you emerge in my mind That increasingly strong.Lock in the nostalgia.Can I step back in time.Back to the time when you give me a hug. Everything now doesn’t matter ▪links ▪ faq ▪ about ▪
