Would it be more miserable to love you
Knowing that you do too
But not confessing
Running away from my feelings, hiding them, controlling them
Would I be more peaceful
If I confessed to you
And run away from everyone around me
Losing myself
At the end
I would suffer in either case
It's on me to decide through which path
( This is kind of complicated)
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GREY | POETRY COLLECTION |
Poesía" Humans have more shades Than on the colour palatte of an artist" Grey, is a mixture of darkness and light, happiness and sadness, black and white. It is a peaceful place where one hides, cries, smiles laughs without anyone knowing. Grey is us. W...
