Hola people!! I hope y'all are fine and healthy during this unprecedented pandemic and taking care of your loved ones. I am here again with a new update (finally!!). Also this isn't like the other poems I've published before. It's kinda different. I honestly don't know why I wrote it. I just thought of this theme and words just gathered around to form these lines.
So I hope you will love it!!***************************************************
She knew she was his
He knew he was hers
They both made for each other
But were worlds apartThey still came together, and became one
When looked into each others eyes
They saw each other
And else no oneIt was the love shining in their eyes
Whenever they met
It was their smiles they passed each other
That said words their voices couldn’t sayIt was the sync of their heart beats
Their hearts belonging to each other
It was the ability to feel the pain
The pain felt by the otherShe was his weakness
He was her strength
She was his home
And he was her safe havenIt was their story
Their tale to narrate to everyone
It was their dreams they saw,
Their promises to each other
To grow old togetherBut promises were meant to be broken
She broke hers, though she didn’t want to
She left without him
Left him in this huge world to thrive aloneNow he sits alone, breathing
But dead however
For his home has left him
Waiting for his time to comeShe is no more, but so is he
Not just six feet under
Time never stopped, people moved on
But one thing remained unchanged.
He was still hers
She was still his
Forever and ever and a little after that.This is not the end of their story,
Not the end of their love
For they will meet again
When eternity will have begun.****************************************************************
A/N: Soo how do you feel after reading this?? Lemme know in the comments. All I know is I was crying by the end of it. I know I know, I am a bit melodramatic. 😅😅😅.
Honestly I didn't think of anybody while writing this. They were two anonymous people deeply in love with each other and didn't have faces. But by the time I started the 7th stanza, all I could think about was Severus Snape. Those who don't know who he is, go away and read the Harry Potter series first. I actually felt his pain and love for Lily and that alone made me cry harder. Also Snape is my favorite character of the series.
Do you know anybody to whom this poem might be dedicated to? Share in the comments.Plz Vote. Comment. And share. I appreciate constructive criticism any day just fine.
Good bye till next time guys!!! See you soon!! 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗
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