I met him on a wrong path
but the time was right.
he heal my heart, with
his contagious smile.
He gave me sweets,
when my day gets weak.
the love that I planted
was grew
on his vain.
he become my moonlight
he become my sunshine.
and when he found love,
he left me alone
in our paradise
without saying
goodbye.
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SEASON TO FALL [Memoir Series #1] ✅
PoetryWe fall, every season. We love, who they are. We lose, because the hope lost. -Ristin 🍁