So much time has passed. My heart it keeps track of the sun's motion among the stars of the day and night, longing lies inside Countless moments for me are like bread for the hungry. There is no love. The sorrow and pain are common. Faith dies in the conflagration of my passions. How call a state in which I? Does it has a name? And why God wanted this for me? What is the meaning of this whole situation?
Love can have two faces. How are they different from each other and how similar, how they are far apart, but are close. Thin is the line between joy and sadness. Every day spent with her I start to live again. Only this time alone. Everything is like a shadow of what it was before. This tells a dark streak behind me, giving me no respite. How to erase from the heart of love? Is it possible to forget the moments of joy and tears of sadness?
My love does not exist. I'm not ready for it yet, though passed 4 years and 4 days. Four long years of pain, tears, loneliness and misunderstanding. How could I give it vent? How do I forget?
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