Us, that pretended to resist
the ruthless punishment of time:
becoming strangers.
Where is all that love now?
The promises, the vows,
the security of beating
the hurt and coldness of a year.
Hundreds of days without you,
fighting the time is all I do.
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Love Poems
Poetry"The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it"-Nicholas Sparks
