PC – Anastasia Smurova.
Sometimes we love people too much,
Love is responsibility.
Love is ache waiting to be felt.
Love is a tragedy in the making.
Love is beautiful.
Love makes you do all the things you yourself wouldn’t approve of.
Love pushes you to the point that you do not recognize yourself.
And if that love is poison to someone.
It’s best to let it go.
Sometimes we love people too much to keep them in our lives.
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I agree. A honest and amazing poem.
May 20, 2016 at 4:45 am
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Amazing poetry by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.
May 20, 2016 at 4:45 am
Too true xx
May 20, 2016 at 1:15 pm