if i could lasso
a rainbow andcorral the s
tars
all~
i would place at your feetif only
you would
just
see
me
~•~There is no shame in loving. The shame is when we allow ourselves to become void of love, thus, becoming incapable of loving others, for we no longer love ourselves. We all face heartbreak. Its how we endure suffering that etches our essence like forged steel. Good or bad, we emerge from suffering learned. We step forward into a new world with new eyes. Like a newborn timidly, yet eager to explore new things. And what perchance love is on the horizon, dare we dismiss fortune, or embrace it like two lovers under a yawning moon? For how would we ever know, if we never even try.
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Fallen Stars
PoetryA collection of poetry, prose, brevity, musings, writings and chaotic scribbling from dachaoticmind.