Ismet Ozce

I was your love when you loved me

A day comeswe think about itwhat we have done it.A day comeswe try to fix ithow we have done it.by Ismet Özce






I was your mind
when you thought of me.
I was your heart
when you took me.

I was your eyes
when you watched me.

I was your hands
when you held me.
I was your skin
when you touched me.

I was your love
when you loved me.

by Ismet Özce

18-5-2013

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