Imagine me right behind you,
whispeing sweet-nothings to your ear.
Will you ever feel the strenght of my love?
No, at least not as long as you doubt me
with every molecule of energy inside your body.
I wish you will learn to trust me,
but I fear it will be too late.
P.S. Help me give a title to this little poem, leave your suggestions in the comments... thanks for reading
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Real love never dies
PoésieThis a poem that I wrote and it came out of nowhere...I hope that the readers who belive in real love will like it.
