
When I met her in love.
Alienated, starved, lost in love,
I saw into her eyes, felt her pulse, and visited her soul.
This ponders me, whose sorrow connects so genuinely with mine... is ME, is Her's;
oh! she's MINE;
I have given my life at 17, to a girl who has always cared for it.
I have believed and made all lies true .
I banked it true, whatnot came tall;
I fingered it, when I rued the most;
I thumb-up to possess love and lose
Dry-eyed; Than never to savor love at all.
It is time to set free, the person I am so madly in love with. I do feel elevated
but I also feel sorry for the cause that I had believed in.
God only knows, how much I had loved her, and I couldn’t help but set her free;
As this is what she wanted, and how can I not give her- what she wants.
Like all my loved ones- she is now mine, 'unceasingly '.
............................................................[For HER.... ..with Love & Throe]
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