Category : Poems

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Many times the love we want cannot be ours, 
We hide our cold soul in other warm arms.

  Most of the time the memories
 Cannot be selected, 
They run in our thoughts making noise,
 When all we want is to be able to get over it.

Many tell you: "Forget about her",
Forget about him",
But the one who decides is your heart,
 Not your friends...

Many times when you want
 To forget you remember more, 
The memories can not be so easily
 Erased from our souls.

Once upon a time, 
That boy / girl 
Was part of your life.
Many times the love 
We need cannot be find.