Chapter two

by Cels


No matter how many years will pass

How many storms will shatter

What is left of the home we built

Your love

Is the only thing I will ever keep 

Searching for.





Turning back the time

To a place that does no longer exist

To a heart

That does no longer love me.











And no matter

How broken you saw yourself to be

I loved every single

Shattered piece of you




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