Sometimes 
Some kind of pain come to us
Remains in our chest 
And consumes our thoughts
Sometimes 
This pain becomes in tears
Maybe to release some pressure 
Decrease our fears
Indeed
It's not about pain
But yes absences 
There are no cuts or scars
Is all about feelings 
All about 
Just one person
The lack of one voice
The lack of one smile
To smile together
The lack of some arms 
To warming together
The lack of one presence
That heals
The lack of one thought 
To finish together
And then you finally realizes
This pain inside our chest
It's all about miss someone
Someone whit one soft soul
久
保

 
 
 
Love is the lack
ResponderExcluirthat a presence calms...
;-)
The calm never miss you ... or would be - you never lose your cool.
ResponderExcluirYes, balance is always his companion.
Hugs ...