I wish you had tried to stop me,
to fight with no fear, to provoke me,
to make the things up like I didn’t have a choise,
to forget for a moment that reasonable voice.
Oh, I know, don’t explain me –
you did it with love,
to protect me of craving
what you can’t give me enough.
I wish you had fought for me,
then you would understand,
I can change the world’s destiny
just to hold my beloved one’s hand.
author: ©Sabina Braycheva
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