Hoping

by nadosh passion   Aug 22, 2006


He was the best thing in my life

Near him I was calm
Beside him I felt warm
With him love was formed
Having him was what I asked for
Reaching him was what I tried
Torture was made by him
As he left me & moved along
Leaving his image in my mind
Hoping for some joy to fill my life
Waiting for him to reach for me
To get along for once & for all

Because hoping is holding me from despairâ?¦

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