Loving you is the fool's way of living,
It's a false tale in which I forced your caring.
I painted this room, thinking with boldness,
But all I did was cradle echoes of senselessness.
I hope you never leave him,
For in your love, may his world forever brim.
I wish to never buy your heart,
For art repeatedly covered with another man's gold,
Shall steal away the name of the man that holds.
In this solitude of my heart,
I stumbled upon love's delicate art.
Being just your friend,
It's not the world's end.
I won't have to move on.
I just need this, one more dawn.
I will never take away your freedom,
Even if you're staying in your own kingdom.
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To Sonder and Ponder (DEMO VERSION)
PoetryWith arguments that never clear, there are sides you'll never get to hear. This poetry book captures the feeling of realizing that everyone, has a life as complex as one's own. It aims to narrate stories that may either be completely fictional or re...
