Category : Poems
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I hate time sometimes,
When I feel good... it goes by too fast.
When I feel bad,
Time passes very hard;
At least it leaves good memories in mind.
But it makes me love her more and more,
Holding her hand tight as if nothing
Could ever have space between
Our glued fingers, between our warm lips,
Between our melted hearts,
We bonded our feelings forever in this life.
She knows how to make me stop my steps,
To kiss her as if the world is on fire
And we are the only ones safe...
I hate time sometimes...
But it makes me love more.
Time wants to kidnap her,
But I can't let go of her hand.