He was like a fire:
the flames growing larger.
He was like an ocean:
the waves getting bigger.
He was like a lie:
once a look at him always used to him.
He was like a star:
shining your entire being.
He was like the sun:
raising everyone up or making them go down.
As you see he was all this things.
But he never got to be what I wanted him to be...
My fire,my ocean,my lie,my star and my sun!
He was never mine.
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Love Poems
Poetry"The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it"-Nicholas Sparks
