To my beloved, whom I dearly loved,
To whom my heart has set upon.
Dreaming of him day and night,
Waiting him to finally come by my sight.To my beloved, who I waited for
From the day of my birth until my death.
I dearly want to know if you're the answer to my pray'r,
Or just another perfectly plated mistake for me to bear.Still, I hoped and prayed,
Even my heart couldn't handle the deepest pains.
I stand and will wait for you,
Even if it hurts me more than how it'll tire you.I wonder how did I even met you,
If it was coincidence or just fate's accident
But I know there's a reason why I long for you,
'Cause I know I'm match-made for you.
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Khaye's Book of Poetic Thoughts about Relationships
PoezieRandom thoughts made poetically and figuratively