I’m feeling a kind of a way…
Not sure if it’s a bad or good thing.
It doesn’t matter, at least not today; as long as my heart sing, there isn’t a need to worry.
He has everything valuable to me, anxious because, I actually want to be seen. Yet, nervous toward the things I’ve said, I treat critically!
Loving every moment in this time because now anything can be a sign; enjoying the way life talks back, very humorous.
Trusting in omens to be the facts; stories are cool [but] truth is always there when it’s two of us….
Just looking for common ground; silence never made such a loud sound! The only quiet I hear is in your eyes; showing only me – but to other’s there’s a disguise…
Special privileges are okay, but when it can’t be helped and it becomes a benefit – [that’s when the real cards will lay]
Europa's Space Of Poetry 
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