They Say to be able to
write,
You need to be able to
read first
And to be able to
love,
You need to be able to
loved first
The concept of life is
a circle
For deaths there are
births
For loss there are
founds
And for wounds, there
are remedies
There are “you” for
every “me”
This is dedicated for
my remedy. For patiently fix and appreciate me.
For being there
consistently, listening to me when everyone is tired already
I wish I have loved
you right, because whether you did it intentionally or not,
You sure show me so
much compassion; it leaves trails in my heart
There is nothing I
wish more than for us to meant for each other
But love is a decision
of three: You, me, and the hands of destiny
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