Every chuckle of his,
Is a laugh of mine...
Every glance at him,
Is my favorite view...
Every tear in his eyes,
Is a waterfall in mine...
Every wince he makes,
Is a scream in my mind...
Every blade on his wrist,
Is a sword through my heart...
His happiness is my delight..
His smile my diamond,
His pain is my death...
His sadness my devastation.
It's like our hearts are linked,
Still only I can feel the connection...
-Nour Ibrahim-
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Lost thoughts
PoetryThat's the unfortunate reality Of star crossed lovers, No happy fairytale endings, More like Romeo and Juliette their love kills, When they don't acknowledge each other's feelings. -Nour Ibrahim-
