Why don’t you think of me the way I think of you? Nothing remains- that I do not believe to be true. Somewhere between loving you and unloving you, I wait- not knowing what lies in our fate. So much depth between us, in spirits, in taste, in traits- do you think we weren’t meant to be mates? I stay, in remembering you, you are never off my mind- my love, we will forever be intertwined.

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  1. Your reflection, Nida, lends so much depth and intensity to love, sensing the silence making it absolutely beautiful:)

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