In deze rubriek koesteren we ons in de warmte van de zon met zomerse verhalen, gedichten, kattebelletjes, hersenspinsels, krabbels en verliefdheids- relatie- en liefdesperikelen van onze lezers. Vandaag deel 6, een gedicht door Monique Wubbels.
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Life is too short is what you said
All these days, they feel so lonesome
If you knew how much I miss some of that moments that we shared
Your kindness made me weak
This is why avoiding you
Is the only good thing to do
We always knew that we belong and still
we do,
If fire wouldn’t kill, believe me I would run to you
But I can’t say goodbye no more,
My heart was broken long before.
Hand in hand, look at them walking
The winner takes it all
You said life is too short and gave up on our love
Somehow you are moving on
Despite you know that we belong
As days go by our memories become history
What could have been stays a mystery
Sometimes I think of you, but I won’t show
I loved you so much, but I think you don’t know
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