I will always keep my guard up.
You'll never know
the truth behind all the words.
Traveled and yet stagnant,
Your fragrance I will always remember;
But won't confront till
I'd get over you.
It will always be you, though
I'll deny it a million times.
The guard has to be up,
That's my rule.
This game of words is mine love,
I can't let you win,
When you made me loose.
LOVE has its Sad and Happier Stories... A honeymoon phase... A trial error phase... A compromise phase from where it can lead to either Sweet Victory or Painful Defeat....
My Encouragement!!
Saturday, March 24, 2018
My Game
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