Much Mush
…But romantic neverthless. Found this poem somewhere on the internet and thought of sharing with you all here. Here goes:
What Matters to Me
Time is the only healer, but I guess,
I am still to walk that road.
I still feel warm and loved I confess,
When I think about those words I wrote to you.
Yes, I do wonder what you must’ve thought,
Wonder, if you saw things from my point of view.
And I can’t just keep that heart back at its place,
Or pack my bags and just walk away.
But it doesn’t matter now, I am sure.
You are living your life, so lovely, so happy,
And that’s all that matters to me.
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