Love hurts,
Love heals,
Love helps,
And sometimes kills…
To help you out or to make a simple chat,
You have some memories of past
Today, and maybe even more…
So, when you find a woman or a friend…
What is his name?
Is gender so important?
Is he alive?
Is he a talkative godfeella?
Or, is he here to listen to your thoughts?
What is his current occupation?
No answer… Well, there is for me?
I do not really care.
Hope, you will find a friend, like I did…
Hope, you’ll find the love, like I have been forever after…
poetry for self-relief 