vagrant heart

Don’t you get tired
of feeding my capricious heart?
Till when are you gonna guess
what’s in between my riddles?
I myself will forever wonder
what my love truly means
I’ve never really known it well.
I’m running and running,
not from fear,
not from wanting to
go anywhere.
I’m never still
I always will
till I guess my heart
will find its home…

 

By: Agatha

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