Always it is too late or it’s too early
for being loved, exactly as you love,
as if in any opportunity time is enough
to meet the one you’re waiting for
unfucktheworld where you got caught.
Therefore you win by losing your mind
mixing the pain and joy until remains
nothing you got, just irritating thoughts,
to the forgetfulness to give… — the love
which never ever will not let you forget.
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi