As in a photograph!

I love you, it was not something that I used to hear very often from your lips, but when you told me, nothing was so beautiful; There were melodies in your words with golden letters that only my heart could interpret. A long time has passed, since the last time I heard you say, I love you. And I do not know if it’s the echo of your heart’s voice, but it’s strange! Because I still listen, with the same melody and those golden letters here in my heart, that I love you. Who can understand and explain the mysteries of the heart that falls in love, that does not see the time pass; that does not know how to forget, that looks at life detained, without beginning or end, as in a photograph. By Derwell J Fallu


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