nita.imyuut

a collection of love poems

1.
piece records in memory
highlight gets dimmerno crystal terpiaskanimmeasurable grief bowed ... ...
understand the sadness in his heartbut that there is only awe in crowded chesthe really belongs to me, ... bowed.crystal was loose down her cheekscry without toneMy face looks sendunyahe was mourning ...
try to understand galaunya,can not do between pity and doubthe really belongs to me, bowed ...he really belongs to me ...

2.I hate waiting,
put heart in you ..
long been hell ..
I sometimes think ..
want to end life
but can not,
you're not as valuable as my life.
its supposed to you know
I'm here to love you ..
waiting for you, although not so long .. ,
not during the war with israel palestine ..
because you, too mean ..
but, leaving scars on the heart ..

3.This morning I met almost real presence

wish to express my feeling in my heart
inginku share this love for you
and maybe I can be with you?
affection
I want to say that word to you
but not just a word
but a growing sense among us
not just a friend


maybe you know my feelings?


I felt disappointed in my heart when tau
Wherever you both again
although just a status
but disappointed that there ...
maybe I'm falling in loveto you??

4.This night it rained again,with memories that may be wound in the liver,supposed to heal wounds,which I hope nothing ever happens,
I remember when my father went and we started kelapran,not unusual for me to live on the streets,when I do not understand the meaning of a divorce,which destroy all the beauty that once I have,
current fair if I envy you who live happily thankssusana beautiful in the home,things which I give with my life dark,no self-esteem for my life continues to survive,
maybe for a moment can I forget,with a liquor which is currently my handheld,or scratch the glass in my arm,My right to do whatever I want to forget,
but if my hangovers muliai aware of last night,perihnya wound is getting in my feeling,when I had to understand how wonderful love,no dairy thing that I get since I live on the streets,

5.LOVE in my heart SheMy old ford always true valleys barbedWhich continues to pierce my heartSo that makes me fragile helplessAs if life is pointless
But ... I'm sure ...All of it was just a testAll of that tub hearts gameWhat makes this life not sure will love
I had never erase this loveI will never throw it awayKarna ... my heart is always there CIntHeart there's always hope for love and be loved