When I stop

When I stop playing music,
I still want to listen to more of it.
When I stop talking out loud,
I still want to make good sound.
When I stop writing diary,
I still want to communicate.
When I stop having food,
I still want to look good.
When I stop loving you.
I still want to think of you.
When I stop crazy about you.
I still want to see you.
When I stop thinking properly,
I still want to be explained clearly.
When I stop holding your hands.
I still want to touch and feel them.
When I stop drawings,
I still want to see your images.
When I stop travelling,
I still want to move constantly.
When I stop breathing,
I do not know what is next happening.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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