When I hold your hand for the first time
I knew that it was love but I knew also that it was a loss too
that it was you
You were like mountains
I always loved to be on the top of them
but i hated that I have to be down again... No matter what I still go there everytime
U were like rain
it filled my heart with peace but when it stoped it let me feel empty however I still waiting for it again and again
U were like the end of my favorite novels
and all of them had a sad ending...
But I keep rereading them all the time
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Looking For Her•[Poetry]•
PoetryA woman searching for her lost soul in the depth of memories of love and loss