Love comes in many different ways.
It's something a lot of people crave
And something a lot of people hate.
It could be something beautiful, out of the world
But sometimes so dark and unowned
When tears become so frequent
and the night become silent
True love are always the incomplete stories...
YOU ARE READING
THE UNSAID WORDS
PoetryEverybody has a chapter they don't read aloud. When you are happy you enjoy the music, when you are sad you understand the lyrics!
