I Love Your Past.

I love your past.

Because it belongs to you.

 

I respect those you loved.

Because it is you who loved them.

 

Yes.

Sometimes jealousy blinds my soul.

But the soul never becomes weak.

 

Because the soul knows.

That it was you who loved my past first.

 

 

Because the soul knows.

That you are the one who loves the traces of my past that remain in the present.

 

And because the soul knows.

That my soul will be still walking with your soul.