Isn't it funny,
How sometimes things don't align?
Like waiting for the perfect moment,
A story to intertwine?
Their love was like a cozy hug,
Warm and true.
But the timing was off,
Like stars without the nighttime hue.
In another life,
They'd find their love's prime.
In this world,
They're just victims of time.
Isn't it silly?
Do you want to know why?
Love sometimes waits,
For the right sky.
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Whispers Of The Soul
PoesíaA collection of spontaneous verses, each page crafted in the heat of the moment ~ a book of poems from a girl's room to your heart.
