Many were the times
That i'd curl up
In my bed and cry
Weep for hours on end
For the pain that I felt
When that part of my heart
Was torn off
I stayed hours on end
Not finding sleep
But didn't know for who
Or what
Never knew that I'd find
What I was on the look out for
Realised when it was almost
On the brim of lateness
Oh well!
Better late than never
Boy! Am I glad I found you
Glad that I met you
I'm more than happy
That you showed up
Like a gift
Left by santa claus
On christmas
I guess you were
And still
My christmas present
Of the year
I hope
That this bond
Formed will not break
Though the distance
I known
We'll prevail
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Coffe And Love Taste Better When Hot
PoetryThis is a book that will take you for a rollercoaster ride.. From being lovestruck, to getting together, to heartbreak and healing and all over again not necessarily in that order but still...
