How difficult it is to live so far away,
From someone to whom I have so many things to say,
Someone who feels so close, as if I could touch,
The aura which she emits without her knowledge as such.
When I close my eyes, I can see,
How the beginning of our story could be,
Her hand in mine,
Walking barefoot on a twisted, curved line.
And each time we talk, it's laborious to hide,
This rising tide of emotions which inside me reside,
To love her, without letting her know,
To set her free without letting her go.
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{I wish someone could love me like that. }
24th of January, '18
6:03pm
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YOU ARE READING
Lachrymose
PoetryI miss you, and I can't get over you. You bewitched me and forever left me in a state of lachrymose. #book 3 Cover by @deepan2486 Highest rank - #30 in poetry WINNER OF THE RHYME SCHOLAR AWARDS(WORDGASM) 2017
