Who are we exactly to say our ending was bad?
Sure,
Things did not end like we wanted them to,
But maybe that was our faith.
Maybe our end was meant to end like this from the very beginning,
Maybe,
You and I, our us, was meant to end like this, like a tragedy.
Maybe we was paired together to find a love so real, we would recognize it immediately when our real partner, chosen by god, shows up.
All I think we can do,
Is hoping that faith will let us remain friends. Because even though our faith was to part I have grown way to attached to willingly let go of everything you and I once had.
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Romeo
PoetryDo you remember Romeo, the boy who died for love. Do you remember Juliet, the girl who held the boy's heart in the palm of her hand. Do you remember their love, who shined brighter than stars on a night sky. ____________________ As the most teenager...
