A cycle

There was a point in my life that when I became a dull,
nothing made sense, and I couldn’t say the words I wanted to say.

But then I met you and everything became perfect.
My life had color, everything had sense, and I could always say the words I’ve always wanted to say –
I love you.

Then you left.
And there was a point in my life when I become dull,
nothing made sense, and I couldn’t say the words I wanted to say.

Thanks for dropping by.

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