He doesn't care about, he cares nothing, everything isn't real love, she's just rolling the script of the poet.

The story of the rare unfold love story from the old past century the strong love with the two souls beneth in this world, their loves burned under the fire of emotions the sorrows of loneliness is in between apart, and the million of millions drops of tears, from the past has accumulated like a well, even difficult facing the truth as you face the critical thing where you now on the place, the golden chain still tied to your foot, you often think, but listen to me whispering to you a bit, you deserve to stand like standing the immortal rock as of giant stone and able to reach the sky and break the golden chain left behind. the world is so smaller than the biggest of your dreams, you have all the goodness to wipe out the bad, be brave to stand a firm and courageous to be you, standing you is an eternal faithful to your shadow, stand the world of darkness but the light all over shining delight in your face, the world is full of lies but you are the whole truth insight,The world is full of sorrows of loneliness but the real happiness is on your face, the sacrifice is even greater behind, but it's so smaller than the bigger ambition you holding on your hand, tomorrow you stand up to face the world raise up your hand to hold the medal globe of victory which you fulfil your golden love story behind.

one lonely night while the moon was so bright I sat at the balcony in my home little sweet home which is standing in a little bit distance at  the seashore of small island in Eastern, I looked around, the charm atmosphere outside,it was so strange that night so beautiful in sights, the smell fragrant breeze by the cold wind touched on my skin,  with the  gentle mist outside made it sprinkle in scented flower in the cloth garden, the  enchanting views of the amazing light of the moon in heaven, like the diamond so bright in wide space illuminating, for a moment has a wonderful  memory acrossed on my mind, the memories about the beautiful love story has faded by the time, but in deep inside it's  still remain and kept forever then suddenly I recall the youthful days from the past so sweet changing conversation toward each other, you thought me It was forgotten, no no my love you were be wrong, all memories  travel back in the past which you and I connecting so fast, in that moment, how joyful I feel into my  bleeded heart by a  millions pained so endure at hurt, but the soul still remain lonely quiet at the dark corner at the right, because her shadow quiet embraced and connecting the spiritual love endlessly both desires.
#Poem by:
Lady.Wolf