by sarasvathyJakarta, Indonesia
Sep 2015 728 Views 8 comments
The sound of lonelines
These photos of us
Are the smell of the path
Where I will always come back
And never find you there
These voice notes of us
Are the sound of love
We once used to sing
But already forgotten
These tears of mine
Are the witness
That I still love you
No matter what
Are the smell of the path
Where I will always come back
And never find you there
These voice notes of us
Are the sound of love
We once used to sing
But already forgotten
These tears of mine
Are the witness
That I still love you
No matter what
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 2015
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Comments (8)
Lift your head up
For the future is bright,
And that painful door can shut.
Good
especially
'These tears of mine
Are the witness
That I still love you..'
Thank you for your depth of share
I don't know much about your pain in love but I would move on if I was you because I can not handle it I guess...
Anyway, it's so meaningful poem!!!
Kathy