Brief moments of happiness cannot be worth the pain right now. The problem is I saw this coming but could't prepare for it.
And now I am eking out my days, taunting myself with the amer and entirely useless consolation that I was right.
Who needs l’amour if this is the outcome?
This poem is called Our Hearts. I wrote it for my boyfriend Liam (krypto_knight). par Sophie (MrsPattinsonXO).
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Maybe my cœur, coeur told your heart,
that I wanted to be with you.
Maybe your cœur, coeur sent my heart,
a secret l’amour letter.
Maybe my cœur, coeur herd your hearts music,
and really liked it.
Maybe your cœur, coeur looked me up on Twitter,
and decided to follow me.
Maybe our hearts knew all along,
ou maybe they just found each other.
Whatever the reason,
I'm glad our two hearts now beat as one.
I l’amour toi Liam.
XX Sophie.
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Maybe my cœur, coeur told your heart,
that I wanted to be with you.
Maybe your cœur, coeur sent my heart,
a secret l’amour letter.
Maybe my cœur, coeur herd your hearts music,
and really liked it.
Maybe your cœur, coeur looked me up on Twitter,
and decided to follow me.
Maybe our hearts knew all along,
ou maybe they just found each other.
Whatever the reason,
I'm glad our two hearts now beat as one.
I l’amour toi Liam.
XX Sophie.