We met—it was an accident,
But I thought you'd be my favorite incident.
I never knew life could be this cruel,
Yet the love we shared was painfully real.
Our destinies crossed like strangers passing by,
And I never noticed our last goodbye.
You stood beneath the silver moonlight,
Dressed in white, so still, so bright.
Oh my dear, I promise we’ll meet again—
Because you, my angel, I still love in heaven.
Though our love was black, deep and true,
So many words were left between me and you.
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Anvesha
12:44 AM
19.04