And I had hit yet another low
But this time he was there
And we took it slow
But there wasn't much time to spareI was burning like a flare
His eyes pleading me to be okay
Oh God,he did care!
But there was nothing I could sayAnd I went to hell
Where still I missed his voice
But I could still hear it well
Even in all the noiseAs he was there
He always had been
And we had tons of time to spare
'Cause all this was just a dream.
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The Journey of Love
PoetryIt is a collection of poems telling a love story.The story of triumph over destiny.The story of true love and empathy.The story of a broken heart.And the story of us.