Second day of thoughts
To whom captured my soul.(Only she can understand how i feel).Is my 2nd day on this site, again felt like talking is Odd
maybe because i face some problems with whom i love..
our life can be so strange sometimes
it's a long journey& we are going ahead without even know where it can leads us.
Many people we meet per day, but the question is how many out of them are real ?
When i look in her eyes to see myself, reflect my future, dreams& the echo of my soul.
If her eyes are able to betray me then no one can be sincere!
It's strange how our life can turn from good to bad in a moment, but surely we have a hand in it.
We can live till the time we die unknown, no one knows us.
No one know your small problem with waking up in the morning or do you snore or not while sleeping.
Everyone of us have a small store inside himself,you're the only person can access, we store our bad memories, experience& wounds all together with scratches we gain during years.
They said more we suffer more pure we become.
Is not important who's writting those lines but important that they don't stay inside my soul.
Will end them saying that love is not a word of four letters but is a value& dream once you have it you will be happy for lifetime.
Te iubesc Dragoste.
Poetry by Me
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Written on 2008-06-26 at 08:20
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