
Finding home
And i hope, you are fine.
I never stop to hope on something for good.
Even silence wraps us so tight.
I hope you always enjoy your days.
Even the question “are we still us?” is hanging in my mind.
I hope you always find joy every step you have.
Even everyday become never at all for us.
I hope you always get at least one thing to make you smile today.
Even if you forget me.
I hope you always happy for everything you have now.
I hope you love me as being not as doing. Even if it only was.
Even now. I still have good hope for you, me or even us.
–Dearmariana–
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