love been a journey.
can’t say much about love.
it a rose itself.
as beautiful as it is on top it still has thorns.
Been changing partners thinking I’m changing problems.
ruthless roads of misery and shameful acts.
lust and hate.
I remember it as if it happened yesterday.
The pain that partners make.
The second chances I gave
thinking It would be different the next time.
At first it always the best.
Best memories made.
smile all the way.
beautiful rose has blossom.
It never end well for many.
some s feeling justice fade away.
few continue with wounded heart.
love is a journey.
