O

He used to write to me

Oh hmmm
In a sad state of division,
If I come back to the proximity,
From the pleasant weather,
I'll have a heartbeat ...
Spring will bring it down.
I'll bring with you,
Rose season of love,
Immersed in the moment,
For your sake
But ...
But he came,
You brought an excuse.
Justified ...
Explanations ...
At the extreme of the suffering I had,
He brought them back again !!!!
©owais