Be with YOU ..

Baby i LOVE you ! 

my momo .. 

muahmuah baby ..

oke , we looked sweet together.. 

P/S : When the warm and scented wind passes by my cheeks. I think of your face that I used to love. Oh, when the wild, unknown flowers bloom hidden on the streets. I think of you, whom I hide away in my memories. Seeing as a first love is painful, a first love is like a fever. Because after you are mindlessly sick, you become an adult. Because a first love can never be, a first love is lingering attachment. Because you can’t have it since you loved too much..

xoxo : Mimo LOVE Momo