Let Him, know that you are too yourself and not to him .
Let Him, be the one but alone in his walks .
Let Him, go in the wind that soon will bloom without love .
Let Him, be a part of what he is but never a part of you .
Let Him, wait in spring that you are still waiting and stop .
Let Him, scream in darkness but not in the light .
Let Him, hear the song but never sing too you .
Let Him, be a burden of his dreams and you shall dream forever alone .
Let Him, whisper but in his ears not too your soul .
Days without flowers are sad .
Let Him, Let it be, But in loneliness forever spring ...
- A. A. Popovici,
No comments:
Post a Comment