“loving Someone” - Poem by aira olayvar
The happiness of loving someone is not less than the pain that it brings,
Loving someone doesn’t just simply means happiness,
For sacrifices and trials goes hand in hand…
Love is just a four lettered word, a little thing others called…
But it is something that no one can truly comprehend,
For that little thing they are referring can make life worthwhile,
And can destroy life with just one blink of an eye.
Loving someone is rewarding when it is realized,
But loving someone can also imprisoned one’s heart in darkness,
When the shadow of loneliness follows in the path of parted ways.
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