And as it was destined to happen, My thoughts vanished in the air, As something brushed my face, I think strands of silky long hair, And hear my hopeless heart race. Read love poem
He stood there in front of me, like before, The same poor face, no more no less. I couldn’t make out of what just happened, Could only stare at him,muscles flexed and brows tightened.
In wooden case, was when i last saw him, I thought if it were a dream, a crazy whim. But it was true, my partner was gone, Was i going to be alone?