A hug so awkward
With hands held together,
On a cold night weather
A love story was discovered.
Moments like this should be cherished,
As both hearts reached that line called "finish".
Trials along the lane ade then ill,
Until one felt pain and chill.
Alas hope came back,
But another got stabbed,
All those feedbacks and backstabs one heart held strong.
A hopeful heart still waits,
Hoping an understanding and honesty,
And ask the other to please not choose another.
And the pther heart still waivers,
Losing slowly to uncertainty,
And ask the other to please wait a little further.
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 3:16 AM UTC
A hug so awkward
With hands held together,
On a cold night weather
A love story was discovered.
Moments like this should be cherished,
As both hearts reached that line called "finish".
Trials along the lane ade then ill,
Until one felt pain and chill.
Alas hope came back,
But another got stabbed,
All those feedbacks and backstabs one heart held strong.
A hopeful heart still waits,
Hoping an understanding and honesty,
And ask the other to please not choose another.
And the pther heart still waivers,
Losing slowly to uncertainty,
And ask the other to please wait a little further.
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