Her love is a morning fragrance of a fresh healthy rose, the sight and smell of goodness in a blissful morning dew , poets describe this kind of love as an emotion that we can't control , one that overwhelms logic and common sense , had my mind caught in a perplexed embrace of lost , who can save me from her charm , my mind longs to play a movie of delusion of past and future occurrence with her all laced up in love embrace .
she is a triggered thoughts that keeps looping inside my mind , the thoughts of her dreamy eyes and perfect budding lips tickles my soul , her love pierced my skin and dig deep into my soul eating me up like a parasite , she enveloped my heart and took it with her when she left but not knowing she left a part of her in me , upon closing my eyes , i could hear her laughter , bringing happiness laced with pain .
When ever i saw her those feelings jumps out of my soul but could never be expressed because i lost her and she is long gone ,what a cruel world , i wonder how deep she got inside of me that made her irreplaceable , she tricked me in loving her with my whole but she never cared to love me as much as i did.
#Love hurts but its fun to think about
#I miss you my long lost lover
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