Holding on to a love that will last. Not because they offered themselves to us or promised a lavished lifestyle to pass.
But because loving them means loving yourself a little more. Your love is unseen and often unspoken due to the paths you have chosen.
Yesterday's walk is tomorrows talk. Everyday your thoughts are seducing your dreams of a love that will always be.
Nothing more to nothing less just praying for the best. I will be always loving you while you are forever loving me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem