It was you,
I love the most.
It is you.
It was you,
I cherish, like a golden heirloom.
It is you.
It was you,
I always forgive
As much as I forgive myself, too.
After all this years,
full of treachery.
It is you.
It was you.
It will always be you.
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Au nom de l'amour
PuisiAu 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...
