True love or a bounceless flame.
It’s up to you and me to question ourselves
On whether or not we feel the way we do if it’s true or not is up to you and me.
The destined truth between me and you.
Our love is far from true
It’s endless, infinite, a blooming kindled flame withstanding any wind forever glowing.
Until the end.
A love so true it will never end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem