Once happy in their own little world,where they walked hand in hand and later were made to walk alone.This one for their lost love,for the memories they shared and the memories they still carries.It reminds me ~
LOVE ENDURES IN THE HEART , EVEN AS PATHS PART❣️.
Yes
sometimes the boat needs to move alone to the shore
the balloon is forced to fly in a rainbow less black sky
but
the past heroes
the yesterday souls
live and breathe madly in our
poems
night-time stories we say to the stars and heavens above
evening music/dances
and the aimless walks we take in the parks.
Like a mist on the mountain
they hover all around the consciousness
electrifying our existence.
they are the permanent shadows
who live with the light of love.Yes
sometimes the boat needs to move alone to the shore
the balloon is forced to fly in a rainbow less black sky
but
the past heroes
the yesterday souls
live and breathe madly in our
poems
night-time stories we say to the stars and heavens above
evening music/dances
and the aimless walks we take in the parks.
Like a mist on the mountain
they hover all around the consciousness
electrifying our existence.
they are the permanent shadows
who live with the light of love.
Thanks ❣️
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AN INTROVERT EMPATH🙏 
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