This is not love !
I gave you what of precious I have most,
What was not corrupted yet,
I gave you my dreams, the most dreamt ones, the most whished ones and even those impossibles,
I gifted you with my colorful and endless horyzon,
I gifted you with my child smile,
I gave you my healed heart,
I believed to have got all of this in the same proportion,
It was just a game, a cold game!
Then,... then,....; we lost, ..... for some singles.
I realised this is not love.
Rimarquesz |