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xersevx

11:23 Shrey Katsura 0 Comments


I met him two autumns ago one freezing morning.


Cold as Winterfell his expressions,
Sleek as moonlight his looks.

His character as complicated as his Instagram name, Hooked my interest in a world where everything is grey.

People see him as  just another geek, I see him as a thriving romantic with love for nature like no other.

He talks about mountains, he talks about technology,he talks about oceans, he talks about gadgets,he talks about changing the world yet he doesn't like changes himself.

He wears black but is more colourful from inside then most of us degenerates.

His laughs are louder than the guy next door when he's with me yet he's the quietest when he's alone.

He thinks I'm cool yet he doesn't know he's the coolest I have met.

He's just not one of those characters you grew up watching in soap operas, He's different, He's insanely beautiful in his own way.

Grab a beer, share a burger and he will pour himself out like a hot chocolate sizzling outta a lava cake.
He's xersevx, an astronaut on the ocean floor.
Don't know him? You never will.
















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