Fading love

Swedish painter John Bauer 1882-1928 “Prince without shadow”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We crowned each other with our
hopes and desires and we called
it “love” and talked the language
of love and seduced ourselves to
believe this was true love. But now
the romantic colors begins to fade
and I guess within a year from now
we will rarely remember the other.
You will probably marry a woman
who suits you better than I do and
I will still be single with romantic
dreams. But I must admit I still hate
the mere thought of you with another
woman. Yet all the sweet will vanish
until it doesn’t matter anymore.

 

 

 

 

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