You are the embodiment of mystery
I see you everyday and yet I know very little
Your smile breaks the facade I carry everyday
Maybe it breaks only for you ?
Sighing soobin dropped the pencil on his book not being able to continue further through the poem.
He looked out through the window to see a clear blue sky and white clouds floating into oblivion.
He felt hollow and depleted. How was he supposed to write about love when he never felt one.
Sighing he gave up on the assignment he was given and decided to head out.
Soobin loved the idea of love. Everything about it excited him but he never felt that way when he saw girls of his age or younger than him. He wanted someone to pamper him and take care of him. He wanted someone to be his energy and sometimes play the role of his mother.
As soobin walked along the street he saw a women. She was in her early 20’s with office suit on and was waiting for the bus.
He watched the lady from afar with immense curiosity. He watched how her hair gently shaped her face and how are ear ring was dangling when she moved her head. He noticed how her dress did a bad job of hiding her curves.
Soobin felt contradicting emotions he felt he wanted to talk to her, he wanted to run away from that place. The lady however didn't pay attention to the poet who was trying to make sense of what he was feeling.
Soobin took out his notepad and scribbled his way about his newfound inspiration
A mystery, A tornado of roses from the Divine.
My rose tinted vision chose to see you,
Confide in you .
I wanted to take refuge in your arms
and maybe I'll be closer to God ?
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Memoirs Of Love
FanfictionLove ? A topic that eluded many human beings. Something that varies from person to person. Here is a collection of stories that recollects different aspects of love of people from different walks of life. It maybe letting someone take care of you...
