i went there
not knowing about your existence
and when i met you
your face remained in my mind
today i went there again
and our eyes met
and a smiled appeared on my face
and also on yours
was it a sign?
should we let our mouths talk?
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the art of life
Poetryfalling in love is like becoming a new person. everything seems either beautiful or ugly. or all of it. because love can make you feel both.
