Eduard Asadov — Love and cowardicehttps://t.me/stihotvor
Why is love so often fragile?
Difference between the two characters? Someone narrowness?
To list all the reasons you can not exactly
But the main thing is, perhaps, cowardice.
Yes, yes, do not quarrel, not a lack of passion,
That is cowardice - cause.
It is something and there is that a mine
That often undermines happiness.
It is not true that if we are sometimes
We do not know the qualities of the soul.
Why do we dissemble before him,
At the core, we know both,
When we are bad, when good.
While the man shocks knows
It does not matter - good or bad,
He is in life usually resolves itself
To be who he is. Himself.
But the hour has come - the man falls
No, no, not going to refuse it in any way.
He's happy. He is eager to please.
It was then, mind you, and there is
Cowardice - Two-faced and silent enemy.
Worrying, afraid for the outcome of love
And as if to dress up,
He tends to hide his shortcomings,
She - efface their shortcomings.
So, like to be the best, first,
To somehow "touch up" your character,
Mean time to become generous,
Wrong - just terribly true.
And for the truth are liars mountain.
In an effort to brightly lit star
Like lovers stood on tiptoe
And as beautiful and better steel.
"You like?" - "Of course!"
"Do you love me?" - "Yes!"
That's all. Now they are husband and wife.
And then everything is as it should happen;
Well, how much you can stand on his toes?
Here and break the silence ...
Now that has become a family day,
No sense in playing in some hide and seek.
And climb, like hell to light shortcomings
Well, where just right, and they were?
Ah, if love, hiding nothing,
All his life while remaining itself,
If it had not had to speak with nostalgia:
"I did not think you'd like that!"
"I did not know what you are!"
And perhaps, that there was much rejoicing in full,
Do not need your soul dvoit.
After all, courage, perhaps, in need of love
No less than in space il in battle!