itsallbuki

My balance I find from the activities that fill my day

If I lived on your love,

I’d be mad now

And even though it’ll appear I keep it together beautifully

I lose my mind each and every day away from you

In the midst of the busiest day,

You’re still on my mind

But I get nervous when I speak to you

Yet you don’t even notice my fidgety

All of this epistle is because I miss you Baby