Love Letter
I won't start with a hello, since I don't find it does you justice. So, Hi! I don't know you, yet I do; the love of my life whom I haven't even met. Wherever you are, I hope you the best.
On sleepless nights I lie awake, thinking about you – Hoping that you do too. I know that you probably don’t. But then again, what do I know?
Nothing. Lately I’ve felt like I know nothing. Not even you, who are supposed to be the love of my life. Seventeen years have already passed. Is life playing us a trick?
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Playing With Words
PoésieJust some poetry and stuff: The words of a young adult with too many thoughts. It might suck, but I don't care. These are my own, sincere words; There is no right and wrong, as they constantly wander through spheres of whom they belong. This is me...
