Mar 2014
I was wrong
in thinking love
does not exist
and falls apart
before it ever
lasts
I see you
everyday
(my longing is in agony)
and your passion is
overflowing even when
we do not speak
in thinking love
does not exist
and falls apart
before it ever
lasts
I see you
everyday
(my longing is in agony)
and your passion is
overflowing even when
we do not speak
(F/Oregon)
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