Mar 2017
We travelers don't fall in love to be in love,
We let our hearts open for no other reason
Than genuine awe of another being
Who may or may not reciprocate our feelings,
So we'll laugh and cry bittersweet tears and smiles
Until either nothing, or everything is what's left.
We let our hearts open for no other reason
Than genuine awe of another being
Who may or may not reciprocate our feelings,
So we'll laugh and cry bittersweet tears and smiles
Until either nothing, or everything is what's left.
This was inspired by one of my favorite poems, but I don't exactly remember what it was called though..
