Breathe.
Come here, my love.
Rest with me.
Feel the warmth of my soul.
The world has been cruel enough to not let you grieve.
The world is too greedy, demanding so much for limited time.
Time is too impatient, moving rapidly against the current.
I hope you love yourself more than what they wanted you to.
Dance along the waves of life, unending circles of charades.
I would've loved you more than the limits of distance.
I would've taken care of you like it is my only lifeline.
I will protect you from everything as much as I could.
But freeing love is not as free as they say.
My someday, somewhere.
I'll keep dreaming.
- thewritersout













