I had our whole life imagined out,
Running through the quiet city streets at night,
Dancing slowly to our favourite song in a field of dandelions.
Watching you play with our kids through the kitchen window on a sunny afternoon.
You felt like destiny,
my one and only one.
Now,
I am wondering what you felt?
Was there ever a bit truth to anything you have said and done?
Maybe just a spark of joy, when you heard my name?
Or was it all beautiful words filled with lies?
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Thoughts turned Words
PoezjaSome late night thoughts, memories and feelings that turned into words. Most of these are written from my personal, very tragic life, however there are some inspired by friends, books and movies. Sometimes I even find old writings in a long forgotte...
