Secretly I adored you for everything you are
I fell for that wildness and that passion, that sparkling glare.
I loved the way you looked away when I made you blush.
Never did understood why you always said that I was the reason behind that smile.
But I cannot help but wondering now:
If I really am that reason, then why'd you smile less and less?
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...
