The cold breeze of the winter wind kissed my cheeks. I touched it and felt the coldness sculpted on it. "I need heat," I told to myself as I continue to stare at the stars and started to reminisced everything we've had.
"Please, I am begging You. I want to love him. I want to be there for him," I said while some hot tears drop from my eyes.
I forcefully wiped my tears out and hold a deep breath.
"I want to be with you. Please, wait for me," I said as I planted the dagger in my heart.
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Au nom de l'amour
PoesíaAu nom de l'amour (In the name of love) is an anthology of literary pieces written by different writers, including me, which contains all feels about love. In this anthology, we will dive into a world full of perceptions about love. Are...
