When Love comes around again
When Love comes around again, what people called "True Love", I don't think that I will recognise them. We would pass by, bump into eachother on the way to our respective lives. Maybe they would introduce themselves, or maybe I would speak first. Think they're nice. What a lovely thing. I think it would go so well, like I belong there with them. Then, along the line, I would thank them for the conversation, the care, the chuckle after a long day. Then I would walk away.
-Evenlis












