Sunday 16 August 2015

Door

I like to believe the words
That we said to each other
I like to think it floats in my heart
As light as a feather

I like to believe the love was there
That you felt for me
That it wasn't shallow as others say
It was way too deep

I like to believe we had it all
Everything that one asks for
And the exit was so abrupt
I couldn't see the door!

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