Oh dear first love,
Remember just the way you were my first love, I too had been your first love,
Oh dearest one who came thrashing over as if you're too good for me,
As if you won't ever going to leave,
And left my hand before even holding it,
You know I might be a thing who could be a treasure to you all,
If you had only hold onto it,
You know you could never afford to have me because I had been too good to you,
But still I made you feel loved and cared for,
As now I'm grown I'll let you all live,
But remember the girl who tried to fix your hearts had been broken by you,
The girl who tried to make you feel special had felt herself like a shit to make you feel good,
The girl who gave most of her was the one to whom you gave nothing,
But just expected to take what you could have,
She's grown now,
Too out of your reach,
Too strong to resist,
Too clever to let the people like you in.
Oh Beloved ones it's been long time since home coming,
Hope to never see you all again.
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Whisper Of A Silent Heart: Loving And Romanticising
Poetry"My love was as cruel as my nightmares, and it was as beautiful as my daydream, which never dare to turn itself into reality, neither did it ever ended like a daydream, the agony kept hanging me like that of half hope, the hope kept hanging me like...
