I want to go, the place where you will go next....
The country, you will visit next.
The airport, that you landed.
The bus station, that you dropped by.
I want to be there. I want to see it. I want to feel it too.
Even though I don't have the chance to go with you.
I want to taste it.
Because, I love you.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment