How fortunate to love another,
as deep as the endless ocean,
How hopeful for a scattered heart,
to find courage to love once again,
How selfless to offer one's self wholely,
without boundaries, without truth,
Yet we fail from time to time,
without knowing our souls yearn,
for affection, love, and tenderness,
Once a fairytale,
Hoped to continue,
without changes from life,
Now slowly,
fading away,
Yet the passion remains,
warm & tender in the lonely corners,
of our hearts,
We refuse to show.
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