Wednesday, 29 June 201601:12
■ Love
Heart grew bitter
Love becomes weaker
Swallowing every tiny bits of words
I shall keep inside
Quickly immune to it.
Quickly immune to it.
Muted and defenseless.
Slowly I felt nothing.
I only live for God.
What more?
just nothingness.
Love is artificial.
Such small haven.
Love is artificial.
Such small haven.
