When we don't have someone to share life with
A loneliness will be the worst sickness
You won't have something meaningful
Life seems to be meaningless
All are useless, only you and you, no one else
Bravery is not enough
We always pretend to be fearless
But actually we're afraid of what will come next
Anxiousness becoming a fortress
To be lied to ourselves
Suspiciousness is a nightmare
To make us brake down into the deepest hope
Until we find a savior of our soul and heart
Someone who we can share life with
That is the true meaning of love
PART OF STARDUST, 18/03/09
01:00 AM
PART OF STARDUST, 18/03/09
01:00 AM
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