Don’t forget me. You know,
I’ll always somehow be yours,
I’ll always dream of what won’t
happen between you and me. Don’t
turn me in farway past.
Let it hurt you and last
longer than you can ever take.
Feel the deepest of this pain, break.
No, my sunshine, I’m not cruel,
that’s all you and me together can do.
Leave it turn us in ruins this life.
Next life, I promise – you’ll be properly mine.
03.06.2012
Sopot, Bulgaria
author: ©Sabina Braycheva
photo: internet
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Rois 
Love doesn’t always work out the way we’d like it to. There is a longing for doing it better, and hoping for another chance… could be now, but you’re suggesting making it better in another life… I figure something definitely ended.
Posted by Ink. [Anette] | понеделник, 4 юни, 2012г., 0:01Ended before it ever happened…
Posted by Rois | понеделник, 4 юни, 2012г., 2:31Aha! I know that story very well.
Posted by Ink. [Anette] | понеделник, 4 юни, 2012г., 2:39Thanks for visiting! 🙂
Posted by Rois | понеделник, 4 юни, 2012г., 2:31awesome noetry
Posted by Kyle | понеделник, 4 юни, 2012г., 0:25Thanks, Kyle.
Posted by Rois | понеделник, 4 юни, 2012г., 2:30