From fear of losing what you love.
Instead alone you will remain.
Choosing your own form of pain.
You're too scared of what you fear.
So this is the option you have choosen.
Alone without your true love spoken.
It leaves your life incomplete and barren.
Wishing all the time you could share your tender loving careing.
This option you may feel is best.
Remember though there's always happiness.
Comments about this poem (happiness by Mario Tz. )
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