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 spare
I was burning like a flare
His eyes pleading me to be okay
Oh God,he did care!
But there was nothing I could say
And I went to hell
Where still I missed his voice
But I could still hear it well
Even in all the noise
As 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.
