«Fan Service» by Karlyn Miraflor In between kisses, hugs, and holding hands only «us knew» the truth that lies.Who we are behind the scenesThe reality of «us»Eyes that speak love with every scream in a gloomy hush. Compelled to call someone «my thîirák/itoshii hito/자기야 » with the spotlight on.I stare at his picture in my... Leer más →
