Monday, June 17, 2013

Black Tinkerbell...

How is her big love?
Even if you tell me, I wouldn’t know because I’m small.
Is her love bigger than the times we had together?
Probably it’s bigger because I’m too small.
Now, I learn something important.
One can protect love with effort.
But one can’t create love with effort.
Before she came along,
You’ve never been like this to me.
My small wings can’t cover you.
But her big smile covers you.
After she came along, I became second.


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