you haven't found the way
to say what you want,
to pray,
without having to hear yourself
repeating a cliche.
each and every time
you stop yourself
from whispering in her ear
something so beautiful,
so poetic it makes you cry,
but then again
the fear of what is real for now
and what won't sound like yourself tomorrow
it ties your hands from reaching to her
from whispering songs of love in to her ear
and the greatestthe love that you would feell,
the greatest the silent between you and her ear.
she does it for you
.she has always been the strong one
.she tells you something nice
,she doesn't feel the need to whisper
.certainly not in to your ear
she takes you to the corner of this place
where all the lonely people stand alone,
,she makes it clear by that
.you're not alone
and then she says it
no tone of regret
her voice is steadier then the floor
but your body is shaking
.losing balnce, more and more.
she has always been the strong one
and she'll always be
the one you should whisper in her ear
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