and i don't know where i'm going.

There is only one happiness in this life, to love and to be loved.

- George Sand

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She would pick up her pen and write a poem -
a poem about angry thoughts,
a poem about disappointing episodes,
a poem about an unnecessary heartbreak,
a poem about a sad story,
a poem about unwanted tears,
a poem about unforgotten memories.

She would not write a love poem.


She would sit by the piano and play a song -
a song expressing her disappointments,
a song expressing her woes,
a song expressing her sadness,
a song expressing her anger,
a song expressing her fears,
a song expressing her tears.

She would not play the piano for love.


She would type with her nimble fingers a story -
a story hiding her secrets,
a story hiding her fears,
a story hiding her true self,
a story hiding her emotions,
a story hiding her regrets,
a story hiding her true stories.

She would not write a love story.


She would make promises -
a promise about not to be hurt again,
a promise not to be disappointed again,
a promise not to cry again,
a promise not to be afraid again,
a promise not to run away again.

And never did she expect,
she would make a promise about love.

It would be one she would keep close to heart,
it would be one she would keep for life.


She would now write a love poem,
she would now write a love story,
she would keep to her promise to love,

and she would learn a love song to play.

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M.

but i know it's gonna be a long time.