Voila! its that time of the year again! joy, pressure, stress, anger, hurt, oh! the diversity of emotions that valentines day bring to us! Gotta love it and you know it!
To all the love birds, to the lonesomes ones, to the forgotten ones and to the hurting ones,,,
I devote this poem. It's suppose to be about a dead person apparently.
No. this is not my undertone cynicism.
C'mmon. Im getting better.
It's just nice..
i carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart i am never without it
anywhere i go you go,my dear;
and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling
i fear no fate for you are my fate,my sweet
i want no world for beautiful you are my world,my true
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart i carry it in my heart
-E.E Cummings-
Happy Valentines Day!
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