vrijdag 15 april 2011

It comes to this.

This long journey ahead,
Is more then I can carry,
All my thoughts searching for answers,
That just wont come.

I need a peace of heart,
That only he can give  me,
It is more then I can handle,
But I need to know.

What is it about love,
That woman or men don’t get,
It is hard tough and most of all, beautiful,
It wont be hurt.

Love is always patient,
Cause it never rushes into something,
Love is always enjoyable,
Cause it gives laughter and hopes.

The dreams I’ve had,
Were not at all that bad,
Cause it gave me strength,
For the unknown.

It comes to a point,
Which love will never see through,
But it gives dreams to the needy,
It comes to this.
©Amanda De Ruijter.

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