I don’t know what the future will bring for us,
But I am sure that I will never regret what I wrote..Maybe you didn’t deserve all this,
But my feelings were more pure than anything around you..I’m not writing to make you notice me,
Since it’s too late for that,believe me..However,it was the only way for me to heal
From a burn you left without a restorer..Now,which one day allowed me to meditate
I’m leaving everything behind..Letters and looks,
Feelings and emotions..Talks and laughs,
Crying and restlessness..Depression and joy,
Tips and dreams..And only that sentence will remain
As a trace of your burn..And don’t worry,it might take me years to he it back..
But I will and this is a promise to you that I will keep..And now everybody’s witnessing us..
-Promising-
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★Jupiter From Afar★
PoesíaSome things are not destined to reach their owner.. To remain stuck in one's soul like a slow-killing poison.. In order to save themselves,they must free them.. And here,we witness the tip of the pens from a story whose favorite place was "distances...