The more you give,
The more you get.
And in no time,
Everyone will forget.
The world is a not wish granting factory,
You said.
In the moments we shared,
Before his death.
We were on the verge of ending,
Cancer winning through our souls.
As we found each other,
With an emotion we couldn't control.
You were a seventeen year old virgin,
With your stupid metaphor.
I'm glad we ended up together,
As I really wish for more.
But it's not your fault Gus,
The destiny doesn't want us together.
But I can still feel you close to me,
As I read your eulogy as a letter.
Tears brimming my eyes,
As I read it again and cry.
As I smile up at you,
Under the sparkling nightful sky.
"So what is our time is cut short?
The infinity is ours.
I guess what they say is true,
There are fault in our stars."
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Inspired from the novel❤❤
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Of Dreams And Desolation
PoetryThese are just the collection of small poems that I write. I write poems of all kind so there is no particular emotion. But you'll enjoy it😁😁
