Misunderstood love.

Caught in so many nights of cold and silence, like someone who lives between mountains in ice haiper, for this cruel loneliness that your absence left me. And here I am, like a flower that is no longer wet by the morning dew; like a day without Sun, because the light of your eyes does not shine more on me and in the heart this pain, for this misunderstood love, as a sword that pierces; without your love my life hurts, my soul hurts, it disturbs so much to live like that without hope, of not knowing when all this ends, of not knowing, when all this is over! By Derwell J Fallu

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