You may love and you may not. You may be kind and call everyday or send a note that says that you’re on your way. A hope, a dream, a wide open scheme. Loneliness drags us to the deepest regimes. The time has come to fly to the sun, melting of wings, this might not be fun. To try once and then again, for so long, you were my only friend. A refuge of safety even when there was none. A day will come, a day will pass, that we will not speak, we will not laugh. Hearts become hurt as well as feelings. The problems that were once overlooked and ignored cannot be passed by anymore.
Much Love 💜 Much Life