Travel Love

 

Love came.

Love gone.

It came in,

and leaves once more.

It was my fault.

I welcomed it.

I opened the door

and let it to come in.

I welcomed it,

for whom I loved.

As much of giving out my soul.

If time change,

if time gone back,

I wouldn't let it be once more.

 

If time gone back,

I wouldn't travel,

wouldn't met new friend,

wouldn't fall in love.

Time,

now is too late.

I told.

I told everything.

Friendship changed.

Changed to seems like strangers.

Whom I never met.

Never became friends.

Why did I tell,

Told everything I have?