I'd say no,
If they'd told me this a year ago. That our world would be tumbling down and pain would take the upper hand.
I'd say no, If they'd told me a year ago that all good we had would be overshadowed by a cloud.
I'd say no if they'd told me that love is fragile and the worst ally to have.
I'd say no If they'd told me a year ago that we'd be building this only to tear it down. I'd say no, but here we are with walls that are caving in …
JE LEEST
Come what may
Poetryain't it wonderful how we hold on to life by simply finding something worth living for? and even stranger it is that it might be that in that very specific search for happiness that we end up finding something completely different...
