Category : Poems

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I know, dear,
  That it was hard for you...
  To understand every good,
   Bad part of me;

  Every word said, 
  Every gesture, 
  Every tender touch, 
 Every kiss on your forehead. 

  Even the moments of silence
  That brought us closer, 
 Even the moments...
  When I was cold and sad,
  And I avoided your touches...

   We both know that love has its end,
  Even if it seems endless at its beginning.
   We don't know how to behave,
   When there's nothing left to do but to admit it.