we aren't blessed to see
the sea shore and these evenings .
But we are cursed to end here
in a land of hurts and hates !
we aren't blessed to love together
but want to give each other what
we don't deserve !
sometimes life and love forced to
be defined as an ironic paradox.
somehow a lover in us once again have
to die in this beautiful ache .
maybe we are murdered by our desire ,
a desire to be lived and died in the same land .
but we're trying hard to prove
we neither lived nor died !
but for what dear ,
and why we like to prove a lie to be a truth?
Why we are going to prove we never loved ,
is this how we learnt to revenge ,
but who gonna win between this crime ,
a crime to murder our soul !
can we meet once again before the end,
if so I never leave you alone to suffer.
this proving is a suffering dear,
But when we realise it, then no
more we love anyone.
because who can kill themselves
twice with the same ache .
are we meant to conclude here,
if so please don't hesitate to ask "why" .
because a too later question doesn't
even have the right to rest in regrets.
be careful, regret is sufficient to teach
what is the meaning of love
for the people who don't like to fail .
Our story isn't complete,
because we still long to be loved .
maybe we are learning how to leave
when we're still loving in silence.
don't you know time can't heal some ache ,
if so don't you wait for me to be yours .
I don't know from where you got this courage
and I don't know from where I got this fear .
maybe Love is the reason which began both.
if so what we learnt is from love ryt ?
I wonder how love can teach
something strange like this ?


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