𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 // 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦

𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾

What does it say?
Whispers into night calls upon the day

What does it see?
The light in the dark,
The shadows in the day

We hear to see, sees to feel
It feels like love
But it died unseemly

It's like a universe captured into one
A whole galaxy under my feet,
Where day feels night making night just a lovely dream

Every one feels alike but to the person who saw me,
Was the person I feel in love
The person who loved me

It's like age but never ageing
Learning but never understanding,
It's called love where day changes
Changes into the characteristics of the night

It's called love
The Love everyone lives for, the love people inhale
If lives were about to die
Love would have been mortal,
With people dying to loving hails

Love would have died
Death was his soon
But it died the day he saw me,
The only day he saw me

and

To every love story that ever existed
Half completed or half executed,
That stopped the moment it started
that love it started ended within the importance