The oldest and but still the most trending topic of todays' generation is love. Love is everywhere. Starting from romantic books, novels and movies upto the street sides, lovers are there and sweetly saying the three word magic words, 'I love you'. Happiness is what we can only see in their sincere eyes. Faithfulness is their desire.
The sweet vivid scent of roses are scattered in the air. Blooming roses are shinning on its time but behind all those happiness, there are sorrows that hide in other's eyes telling 'that should be me,'. They are whisphering the words of regrets and sadness, 'He should love me instead.' The fact that someone seeing her love happily dealing with another girl will shattered her heart, softly and gradually. Very painful that no words can ever explain the threshold of pain.
I was once her. The girl left behind. A loving lady, existing but not breathing. Living but dead and mundane. No one is there to hold me. Knowing that I am strong and will never fall for someone but they are wrong, 'cause I fall for you. I do love and care for you from the other side of the world. Even your near nor far, I'm still loving you. I know no one will ever replace your significant place in this thing that you called 'heart'. I'm still in love with you, forever and always.
I wish someday, your place become his. Knowing that all the time, he was there for me. I can't create conclusions to end this yet I need so. I love you and I care but time is not steady. Everything change. This way, I should let you go and erase your place in this stupid thing. Goodbye, my love. Goodbye and farewell.
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