Friday, October 28, 2016

The Love


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True love ..

keep all the memories pouring down in ones' life just like the rain
miss the moment of togetherness never end
has the habit of always coming back
is when you love someone until your last breath

It doesnt mean being inseparable
but it means, being separated and nothing changes,
even growing more and more
It is truer than true

The happiness and the sadness collide
as a pleasure just an ecstasy

Two people in a true love
abandoned miles away
neglect any silence communications

but it never been deaft
it is always romantically crowded in its silence

I love you

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