Please Never Stop, My Heart

Don’t stop, heart.

Please beat, steady and strong.

Don’t tremble at these sad news.

Don’t lose hope because of them.

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I don’t know what time is.

The clock knows, and even it forgets,

what really matters in time, heart?

What really matters in life, my heart?

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That kindness is becoming rarer and more distant.

It seems, heart, we no longer know how to reach for each other.

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Don’t stop, heart.

Beat, beat,

And stay my friend.

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Don’t let me stop speaking.

Don’t let me stop feeling.

Don’t turn me to stone,

Don’t stop smiling.

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Don’t let me stop searching.

Don’t know how I’d live without you.

Don’t know how I’d live without our dreams.

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If I cry, be my hug.

If I laugh, be the joy with me.

If I get lost, please try to hold my humanity.

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If I love, heart, I'll be there holding you in my hands.

And will walk the world showing you.

We will smile together and you will feel life is beautiful.

And if someone scolds us for celebrating,

Let’s run, heart

Run faster as you can.

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Come on heart, you are mine,

and I am yours, as we always say

when you know that love is meant to be lived.

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More than anything, heart, life is meant for love.

For this, I ask you, please never, never,

never stop, my heart.

Viktor Kravchuk

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Thank you for reading. This time I spent hours and hours trying to make something nice for you, crafting, correcting, polishing, breaking my mind, but the result wasn’t good, and I don’t think you deserved to spend your valuable time on that. I hope I am not losing inspiration (I probably just need a good night of sleep)

Sometimes, we all need a bit of poetry to remind us of the beautiful side of life, because the world challenges us so much that we can end up losing sight of what really matters. Hope you liked!

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