i gained strength from the fall
don't you question why my love is so strong
admit the defeat, you can't bear it.
And so i love, i love, i love til you leave.
watch my poor soul cherished every part of you.
it rained as i give and give and give.
darling just so you know
if it is easy it won't last.
the only thing that tear this apart is
your willingness to fight.
YOU ARE READING
The Wanderer
PoetrySomewhere in between times, there are souls wander around to find something to believe in. Something to hope for.
