Love is always
Not the reason
For our sadness,
Sometimes loving a person
And
Letting them go is also called
Love.
So packed every
Forgotten memories
Every breath
Inhaled
In a
SUITCASE.
YOU ARE READING
INFINITE
PoetryWe fall in love like infinity and the people we fall for they might stay, but the state takes them for granted and they leave, while we name it as Fate. no matter how much we try we all belong to it, and i am one of them. "As an Infinite, so lets b...
