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TRUE LOVE

How come you walk away from someone you love
And decided to turns as like nothing happen
How come you opened a locked door
And closed in one as strong at a time.

I can still remember the image of your face
The moment you said “We are going to stay forever and ever”
For we uttered such sweetest words
Now, I wonder how this could be.

Does forever and ever are just words?
You made me as a whole
And showed me how to love in unconditional
Yet, you are crossing your words

You are perfect in my eyes
And no one else could ever makes me feel this way
I could not just compare you in anyone in this world
You showed me that TRUE LOVE exist.

There, I thought, I finally found someone true
Yet, I was wrong and wrong again
How could you break a heart that beats you alone?
My love for you just won’t die down easily.

I wish you would open your eyes and dare to look at me
And hear “I love you and I don’t want to let you go”
But it seems you don’t even care
Just everything goes shambles without you

I just wish I could learn to forget
To forget the image of your smile and be deaf of your cracks
You taught me to handle when everything goes tough
But you forget to teach me to stand still whenever you’re gone

I know I was been even more tough to be drive
But, I tried my best to change and seem my best not enough
Yet, it’s too late, you already blow it away
It seems you are content to left me and walk far

You even doubt when I said I love you, please DON’T!
I may be even more regimented
But it doesn’t mean I don’t love you
I love you more than you’ll ever know

But, now you simply changed
That breaks my heart in pieces
An ink pot of tears as I write this thought
Each word within is equal to one tear drop.

Yet, despite of all we’ve been through
I can’t learn to hate and forget you
Just imagining the image of your face and
hear your cracks
All anger is gone.

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©vanza vishal

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