Not Any Difference
To me, love is a much harsher feeling
than the others,
On the other hand,
How would we feel
if we looked back to see
how many times we fell in love
and our hearts were hurt,
also, how long it lasted
before we felt
a deep sense of disappointment
In some ways,
we all have a lot in common
even with butterflies and bees,
As we know, they are seen to land
on different flowers,
some on lilies
some on roses
some on tulips
some on daffodils
and so on
Now, please let me know
if there is one
who has ever seen
even a bee or a butterfly
stay on the chest of a flower
for ever,
If not,
then, tell me why not?
And from this point of view
is there any difference between
the hearts of our own
and those of the bees
and the butterflies,
I guess you'll say "absolutely not";
In fact,
What a heart wishes,
as long as it beats,
is a single thing,
just to love and to be loved
by a heart
that is believed to know
how to love,
The rest?
Unnecessary details
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