08/16/2017
♕♡♘ by lsromantic
08/16/2017
That is the softness part of my heart.
Sometimes I do not even want to know if it is existed.
It touches me, touches my skin, my figures, my throat, until it gets hurt.
But I still wake up, like everyday.
One part of my heart is missing.
It might be anywhere.
I was looking for it since last year, somedays I thought I finally found it.
But I did not.
There are those sour, upside down sort of roving strange feelings in my stomach.
I try to hold myself, and look up.
Maybe I do not know myself enough,
the uncertainty in front of me, drag me down.
♛ Dress: Lsromantic
♛ Shirt: Tokyo local shop