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Between your love and my hate


I remember when I used to say I love you, 

and you used to say I don’t,

when my heart was breaking because of your words. 

I cried all night waiting for you to come 

and love me now more than you do before,

but today all those moments someone full them with love,

and now you asking me to come back home, 

when all my mind was in your source of love, 

today you’re the one begging for love. 

I’ll give you advices that I learned when I was there

trying for me to love me as you tried with me today. 

Make yourself a better person, and learn to love the thorns

of a rose before seeing your future involved and full of love. 

Don’t thank me for advices,

the honor will be mine, I’ll Thank you for teaching me the greatest 

value of life.

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