Category : Poems

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We hid in two different places, 
It's hard to see each other again.  
You left many questions in your absence,
 Stains of love from my tears.  

We have changed. 
As two strangers,
Pride does not let us talk. 
 After all the pain I felt,
 I still have traces of your blood on my lips.  

I don't know what didn't work, 
What was missing, 
What I didn't do right.
  But when I look at your pictures,
 I know I'd like to be part of yourself.

We moved away
 Because we were afraid to take risks, 
To compromise, 
To do new things.

We hid in two different places, 
It's hard to see each other again.  
But when I look at your pictures,
 I know I'd like to start again.