THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE

29.03.09 . 6:47 pm

I can swim a million oceans right next to you and never get wet, I can commit a million sins, real or hoped for, without repercussion, I can never hear your voice and still shape out every single word. I don't really even know if I believe and still you beckon on and on.

I hope you understand my earnestness. I put a million books on a million shelves, it's all honest, it all is.

It's springtime now and I know you are not coming soon.

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