Because I love you
I say good bye...
Doesn't the beach
Love the waves
And let them go
Anyways?
The trees and flowers
Love the summer
But never stop it
From leaving, do they?
The waves will go
And comeback
As they please
Summer will go
And winter will come
And then Spring
And so on...
But not me. Somethings
Are better to leave alone
Somethings were never
Meant to be!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Sunday, January 19, 2020
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