Blog of Poetry

If this life is one thing at a time, would you be mine? If this life is two thing at a time would you still love me or give your half to other? If this life is full of parallel things, will we search each other in many different realms? If we found ourself trapped in the afterlife will we hold each other's hand? And if this life is full of infinite possibilities of continuity, are you still greedy enough to be the number 2

Don't be storm, cause no storm can last forever. But even if you are storm, i wanna be spinning around with you till the end of time

i wish i could tell how much i love and need you everyday