It's beautiful how your hand,
fits perfectly in mine.
It's beautiful how when you smile, I smile from the bottom of my heart.
It's beautiful how I feel safe with you.
It's just melancholy beautiful how even after all the love we gave each other, we still never had the happy ending.
I guess true love never had a "Happy Ending".
ESTÁ A LER
Dear memories,
PoesiaThe poet in me, wrote the pain inside me. A collection of poems and poetry of mine. This book solely belongs to me. I will not tolerate someone copying it. All rights reserved to the author. Do not copy my work. Copyright ©2024
