There she is
Beautiful, as always
The one who left
The woman who abandoned me
Here I am
Panicking
Trembling
Grasping for air
And in that split moment
I ask myself
If Love were in my situation,
What would Love do?
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
There she is
Beautiful, as always
The one who left
The woman who abandoned me
Here I am
Panicking
Trembling
Grasping for air
And in that split moment
I ask myself
If Love were in my situation,
What would Love do?
Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.
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