To let go is hard –
The final step to ending
By Maira Bakenova
The moment we meet starts the countdown to forever. It’s the kind of love that holds no if’s but one. It’s the I do anything for you and you for me; it’s giving you anything you ask for, from our walks together in the mountains to the midnight snacks and holding you […]Kosya
I have found something to be true
Something I have been suspecting,
However I try, it is hard to construe –
My fears no longer affect me.
It’s funny, because I cannot reach out
Time is beyond us
We’ve met only once;
Fleeting instances, barely a glance,
Find me, my lover, and let’s take a chance.
My second half – and I am yours
Wherever you are, I am mostly indoors
If you can feel me, give me a sign
A tug on my heart, two hearts will entwine.
I’ve known you before,
We’ve made a pact
To meet in this life and never look back.
Find me, my lover,
I am here by the sea,
Waiting for you
Under the old white oak tree.
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