fate

later this day I got to think about 'us'.
there is really no us.
Why are we so afraid to tell what we feel?
The look in our eyes say enough..
why can't we say those words?

all those questions, that I need to ask, I can't.
But maybe it's time to stop questioning?

maybe It's time to let the feeling speak out.
or make the mistake and let my heart be locked and be silenced forever.

or could it be, that if we open up, that, that'll be the mistake?
the only question that remains now is ;
can you make a mistake and miss your fate?liefdesverdriet
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