The way we look at each other,
The way we smile with each other,
The way we feel for each other,
The way we crave for each other,
Nothing could have happened
If we didn't trust each other,
Shared our vows with each other,
Felt the presence of each other,
We will make a remarkable journey with each other,
With beautifull memories of each other,
All of this is gonna happen,
Walst holding hands with each other.
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Everything I left unsaid | Poetry |
PoesíaIn life, I am someone who afraid of talking to people right then and there. They scare me because I don't know how they will react with what I will say. Yet writing them down on a computer is easier because i don't have to look at their reaction to...
