Wander is this the feeling of love,
Or just a mere attraction that will come to an end,
Wander why did I hope you to be mine,
When I saw you for the first time,
All along I knew I was going to get hurt,
But I still chose to remain by your side,
Now it scares me,
Scares the way I never want to leave your side,
The way I never want to get closer to you,
Is it me scaring myself away from the feelings that didn't exist,
Or is it those who told me I liked you,
Are their thoughts too heavy on me to resist?
Or is it me who feels this way?
Wander whether is it love?
Or a mare attraction that will come to an end in a few days.
You make me happy and it turns back to sad,
You make calm and it turns back to rage,
You make me feel good and it turns back to bad,
Wander where these shackles of hope and agony,
Confusion and situation, friendship and love will lead me?
Wander whether is it love?
Or a mare attraction that will come to an end in a few days.
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Tales Of Hopeless Romantics: Imperfect Poetic Journey Of Love And Life
Poetry"My love was as cruel as my nightmares, and it was as beautiful as my daydream, which never dare to turn itself into reality, neither did it ever ended like a daydream, the agony kept hanging me like that of half hope, the hope kept hanging me like...
