In the stillness of the night, he was never truly mine,
His laughter, a melody so fine, a treasure divine.
In my thoughts, he danced with elegance and grace,
Yet in reality, he was but a fleeting embrace.
His eyes held secrets deep, stories left untold,
In my heart, his memories lingered bold.
But under the sun's bright shine,
I accepted he was never fully mine.
So I'll hold dear the moments we once shared,
In the whispers of the wind, his essence bared.
For in the tapestry of love's intricate design,
I'll find peace in knowing he was never truly mine.
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" Melodic Love Chronicles "❤️
Poetry"Imagine a world where words dance like butterflies, painting emotions in every hue of love. Your book of poems is a symphony of feelings, a tapestry woven with threads of passion and tenderness. Each poem a melody that whispers to the heart, a jour...
