Sunday, October 3

Does it matter!

So what if I've lost again
Sometimes losing is a gain
The wheel must go on spinning
It doesn't wait for those in pain

There were things I didn't see
When I was wrapped up in thee
Or shall I say immensely melted,
Blinded, drowned in your dazzling sea

Now you come, you go or whatever
Be you cold, be you warm,
Be you a changing weather
Now, you just don’t matter

All night, sound asleep the pillow I hug
Underneath it my hand is deeply tuck
I stretch out form head to feet
Till toe reaches the end of sheet
you just don’t matter

Farewell, loss, and farewell I beg you
Stop hunting my pillow
If loss was easy to recover
Then when will you cease to matter

Posted by AyyA:: at :: 5:06 PM::

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