
What is love without hurt?
What is faith without doubt?
What's laughter without pain?
What's moving on without being stuck?
What's a kiss without yearning?
What's a hug without the warmth?
What's hope without the wait?
What's the rise without a fall?
What's being found without loosing ur way?
What's heart break without loving all the way?
What's life without death?
What's the dawn without the sun?
What's a shoe without feet?
What's a nose that can't breathe?
What's a prayer without surrender?
What's Christmas if not in December?
What's my life without you?
What's your life without me?
What's my mind without the thoughts?
Probably a body without a soul.
What's a mistake without the lesson?
What's a choice without confusion?
Was I saving you from them?
Was I saving you from me?
Was I saving me from you?
Did I overthink too much of it too?
If I rewind, would I do it all the same way?
Would I still push you away?
Here I am, overthinking again
Probably because I heard someone say your name.
What's a pen that can't write?
What's a future that can't unfold?
What's left if the wrongs can't be right?
Some stories are better left untold.
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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