On a cold Christmas Eve, I will sit by my balcony.
Perhaps by my window side; sipping my hot lattè, mesmerizing about life at night.That moment I may see a couple, hand in hand, strolling in merriment.
In that moment, I will stare, seeing Us in them, wondering what turned us into parallel lines overnight.
With this, I will overthink, hallucinating about us; about how we would have been together if our Love haven't gone sour to the brim.
Oh, then I recalled.I was like a pack of cigarettes to you.
A stick smoked to ashes and left for the wind to be blown away.
I knew... but the hopes of fixing the dark in you overpowered me.
I thought I would reach out to the depths of your pumping scarlet heart.That I did.
Your face trusted me, but within was the Devil, a two faced.
Once my love, care and kindness was imbedded in you...
You took all my affections and threw me into the abyss.I lost.
I lost I and I lost You.==========~~~==========
Author's note : Hi hi hi!!!!!
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To everyone at every part of the world.I wish you a Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year.
I'm sorry I couldn't post on The 25th. Trust me it was very tiresome with the preparation of the Christmas feast in our home.
I hope you enjoyed yours as well.
Stay Gold.😘😘😅
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