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When the wind blows. The sound of your voice rings a bell in my mind. As if you are talking. I always think about you. When I shut my eyes
By Gloria Penelopeabout a year ago in Poets
Who knows? Since he traveled to exile. What if he still has feelings for you? What if he returns to get you? Remember that you are both happily married.
I'm not here to make you feel depressed. I'm here to make you laugh and smile. I arrived well aware that you were in mourning.
It was something I knew was coming. I thought of it, that one day it will happen, I knew you would go. I've been observing you.
My eyes are fatigued. Tears do as they please on my face. Sadness is like the meal I eat every day. Poverty is what troubles me most.
One day, I'll shut my eyes. Not just because I want to. But I'll be gone. I will be dead. My loved ones will cry. My children will drop down.
Why are you here? Do you recall that evening? The light from the moon was dazzling. It was bright. We were both at the beach.
I still can't believe! What my lips have done, Kissing your lips was terrible. I'm still asking myself. Why did I stand so low?
We both loved each other in secret. Without involving other people. In private, we accomplished the unthinkable. We secretly promised each other things.
I cursed that day. That day we parted ways. You walked away with such ease. You acted like you never loved me. You dumped me as if we never shared a strong bond.
When I look at my life. I feel cold. I see darkness ahead of me. I feel as if heavy rain is falling on me. The wind is constantly ruining whatever I make.
What an ideal day! Today I told myself to rest. Today I accept the defeat. Today I realize that my body is exhausted. ~~
