As far as I can remember,
8th of May was my unlucky day.
I found myself awake, up all night
4 years ago
With tears in my cheeks;
Looking at the window,
looking up to the stars.
giving up.
Love was never really worth the fight
At least, that’s what I thought that night.

4 years later,
today
When I thought that I have found someone that completely know me,
& love me,
Turns out,
Today, I also shed a tear.
Maybe today is as disappointing as 4 years ago.
Maybe love is never really worth the fight.