Category : Poems
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I don't mean the same to you,
Even if I look at you the same,
With the same love as always.
You write words that hurt me,
Then you write "hello"
To me the next morning.
The route I knew no longer leads me
To your warm arms.
The street we were walking on
Is now covered with snow, swords,
Tears of grief and lies.
We are not going in the right direction,
Let's change the route.
Not even love can bind two hearts together
If they have not learned to love themselves first.