What is love?
How does it feel?
Why I am not well?
Who is in my mind?
Am I to feel hurt?
Or can I feel joy?
Do I need to just wait?
Will I keep the pain?
Keep to wish you are here.
Keep to wait for the time.
Can I talk to you?
Can I see you?
I need to stop my own self
And let on love to come my way.
To give you and let you
Be part of my life.
To show you a part of me
And feel your love for me.
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Great piece ❤️📝😉💯❗