Molehills, not Mountains
In those moments where you go so silentthat there is no space for me or our love
where your eyes don't sparkle
your smile has faded
and your voice lost its warmth
I get a taste of life without you
and it is bitter and cold
But all you need from me is my strength to say:
"I love you
and I am not going anywhere if you're not coming with me"
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2013-05-29 at 23:17
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