you say, "I love you too"
but do I want to know how much you really do?
to me, my love for you,
is as much as all the oceans in this world.
but to you, I'm afraid,
it's just the oceans on a map.
I keep telling myself it's still an ocean
though I'm fooling no one
until not even myself.
getting back up takes aeons...
but get back up I do.
still, just that I can recover
doesn't mean I've to keep falling over
'cause after a while, it gets tiring
eventually, my spirit will start complaining.
I used to be too lazy to hate
but later, I'll be too lazy to live,
let alone give love.
~I think this relates well to Tessa, don't you think?~
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Wayward Thoughts
PoetryWell wielded words work wonders. ~ Wayward thoughts expressed through lines that rhyme ~ "..We fall in and out of love, Run in and out of time. We are Survivors, With nagging scars And half empty jars. We are Survivors. "
