Your sweet elegant curls,
Always telling small white lies,
How could I hate you; your a saint,
But I'm the devil in disguise.
We are not same; but your love is different,
One I don't recognise,
Your love is blooming with talent,
Your love is what keep me together,
You love is all I need.
But now your gone,
I can't think straight; not without destroying myself,
I loved you once..
But I won't love again,
I refuse to fall into such pity and shame all over again,
Our love was Blooming but now it nothing but Destruction..
