Oh, how she loved those sweet lies of him.
she fell for them so beautifully.he used to be her relief,
but he chose to stab her instead.love was never easy, but hate was.
she burnt in the fire of love and so did her desires.
she was lonely in the group in people,
because he was not there.searching for only those two pair of eyes,
somewhere and somehow she lost her vision.
Thank you for reading ❤️
(PS: the pictures are taken from Google, I don't own them)
ESTÁ A LER
serendipity.
PoesiaSerendipity (n) :finding something beautiful without looking for it. She loved with a love that was something more than love. *** A collection of love poems written by me. Beautiful cover by @bangtanboyzarelife❤...