18 November 2016

05 11 2016, Brussels

What to do.
No one is there anymore to hide your doubts
Rather exposed
But maybe less alone than usual
You'd Never Know It
Something has been passed through
Is being passed through
This must be why there is so much pain
Can we make it?
Will you still be there
Will I still be there beside you
Will we be unrecognizable to the other
Or will we find ever more love beyond this pain
Which I feel and maybe you share
Nonsense pain felt anyway
Inexplicably as weight and doubt and fear
Let me be rid of you but not lose the one I love

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