“ It’s a poem, of our love, that doesn’t rhyme. A story, never meant to have, a happy end. ”
Where the cheerful childrenof unwritten poems,play all around,you will find me there.
~ Khadija Rupa
Only to close these eyesto sleep in the lap of loveand stay there forever.
From all my dreams where you felt everlastingto all my clothes your words used to wear,to the old end, to the new beginning,you have lost me everywhere.
Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be damaged? Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be weak in some places?
