Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Drive Date

I drive a car to Minatomirai, her favorite place.

She spend time to put her make up on using samples.

Then, we have a walk at night after all shops are closed.

Then, we go for a walk to see English graves.

I hold her arm tightly.

She is the One.

She is my husband.

What is she?

Why do I define by words...?

She is just a girl whom I love.

She is just a human being.

She is just...



just a little girl

who needs light

Am I the light?

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