Love is a mystery,
Untold, Unraveled
waiting to be known.
If you fall in it,
it will seem endless
just like the night sky.
It will give you hopes- bright.
You fall in love with everybody,
some you love to love,
some you love to like,
some you love to hate.
'I love you' used to be the precious three words.
And now, everyone say's it.
Who really mean it and who doesn't,
are all behind the same curtain.
If the curtain opens
and I see the people I love.
Will I ever know,
do they love me back??
YOU ARE READING
Coruscate☄
PoesiaPAINTING IS POETRY which is seen but not heard. POETRY IS A PAINTING which is heard but not seen. -Leonardo Da Vinci . . . Coruscate (...
