To think of me, without you Is like a car without its wheels
It would never reach the hills
To imagine me, without you
Is as cold as the Kryptonite
It never gets warm at day and night
To become me, without you
Is like being a house without a door knob
What's a lover without a hearthrob?
To accept me, without you
Is as dull as chess without a queen
How to play and how to win?
Indeed, together with you
We are like the pair of the shoes
That walk simutanously with a muse
Therefore, forever with you that I choose
-HJN
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PoetryWelcome to the wall of words. "Each of us experiences different kind of paths in life; however, we are sometimes stumbled upon the same emotions and feelings all at once." Proudly presenting of what my mind and heart are expressing in the past and...
