tan270

9:13 PM

last night had been hell
i have sinned
for i broke your heart

morning came, too slowly
leaving us both in the wreckage

last night impulsiveness left you
& sensibility left me

love and sense shouldn't co-exist
let me play fool, i'll play the fool

even if foolish heart gets hurt more easily
let love be the killer
instead of a plane crash terror
divine
Then let our trial teach us patience.

reminiscence


coniungere
"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."

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