A friend of mine, few days ago, posed a question to me,
It took me back, to those days of yore, of blissful memories,
She and I, by the river bend, in the shade of a tree,
Dreaming of years with each other, setting our hearts free
Every second, with her, like a treasure I did cherish,
Every minute, without her, I felt I would soon perish,
To spend a day, without her, I did not want to try,
I had felt, than losing her, I would rather die.
Our love, was not torn apart, by my worries, my fear,
Each moment we spent together, our love became dear,
Not I moment with her, shall I ever even regret,
She is with me always, a treasure, I shall never forget.
What is love, if you want her, to live only for you?
Love is when, you let her fly, do what she wants to do,
When you know, that you are there, always in her thought,
That you are, who she loves best, who she cares for a lot.
If it is true love, then you need not fear, for she wanted you,
You have found indeed, that special one, that little drop of dew.
My love did not last forever, heaven she went to see,
In a moment, that smile I had, did become misery,
I cannot believe she is gone; she will never come back to me,
Yet to me, she always will be a blissful memory.
(This work, is dedicated to her. When LukkyDivz asked “Is it ok to have negative emotions in love, i got reminded of my own fear when I was with her and also of her memories. Thanks for that. It makes me both sad and happy when I think of these memories!)
Pic: sweet innocence by palewyntergirl