As I walk with you
in twilight
A sadness fills my soul
Each purple hue reflecting
A melancholic hold
My love for you
is endless
But I know there'll come a day
When our hearts shall beats
no longer
When our souls shall
fly away.
— TWILIGHT —
YOU ARE READING
An ako Mirasol
PoetryReal life isn't neatly divided into a sequence of stories where each one has definite end. So, the question of whether or not real life has happy endings is moot. It really just depends... which moment you want to call it "endings".
