mirrorball ,, poetry.

❤️‍🩹.

we are like this, we love each other, 

then we argue, we pretend to hate each other 

and then we love each other again,

or maybe we never stopped doing it. 

it's us, you caressing me 

and whispering that you love me 

and i smiling at you 

telling you that i love you too, 

you looking at me with those blue sapphires 

and my heart melting in front of them. 

it's us, you and me, and i make you a promise: 

i promise to love you forever, 

to never regret this love if it ever ends, 

to never regret i've loved you, 

to never regret i've believed in it. 

because there are loves that no matter how they end, 

the important thing is that they existed.

© buterawriter