and when a period has ended
will we repeat it again
the journey of life of a human couple
which is almost no power
love is just a taste
the flavor that accumulates in the chest
from a tear, a mind and a feeling
fused to produce hope
a hope for happiness
with no thought to the load
and there comes a time
when all you think is normal
but a challenge accompanied the ordeal
and now is just a memory
the tears you used to keep
the taste you used to keep
now all vanished with no impression
he is so mean ............
but regret not return him ...
just a lesson ....
that love is just a love ... ..
