nature-1547302_1920The love you had is not a good.

Love is not a trade, you know.

The love you had is never lost,

but when you forget to water,

it doesn’t grow.

When you find yourself

surrounded in the darkest woods,

Love will come and play its part.


I’m not in love –


Love runs through me.

It showers everything it meets.


And trust me,

it is not my fault


if people have become devoid.

***

Did you ever ask yourself,

how you became who you are today?

I like dead ends,

it’s where I made a lot of friends.

I like the glory of

an honest story,

the man who waits for

the lover of his dreams.

I like the words of a stranger,

as I wait on the train,

I have been careless

and you seem to be in danger

with these men.

do you think you can meet me again?

 

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