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It was beautiful...

Poetry By: Archana Menon
Romance


Tags: Love, Hurts, Move, On


Love does hurts...


Submitted:Jul 24, 2012    Reads: 45    Comments: 9    Likes: 3   


I am standing in front of the mirror, but I can't see myself…

Where is my tangled hair, my swollen eyes …

But that mole on my lower lips, ya its still there…

Ooo it's me, I moved on…

I can see light on my face now, smile on my lips…

My dark circles are disappearing, and I want you from my memory…

I was new to love, and I did love you crazily…

The phrase 'mad love', it really does suits me…

I still don't know what went wrong, how could you leave me so easily…

Love was in the air, even on that morning when you said goodbye…

I thought it's your usual game, prank me to death…

But when you gave that ring back, Shh I don't remember what happened…

Dear thank you so much, whatever was between us was beautiful…

Those kisses on my forehead, those whisperings on the bed…

The fragrance of your perfume, your pink nails…

Those beautiful evenings, those 'love you' texts…

I miss you, your cold hands…

Those long eye lashes, those blue eyes…

Those perfect words, those scolding's I get…

I miss your warm breath, but God I don't miss you in me…

Now I know you are gone, you are no more mine…

Sorry for those thousand texts, and all those melodramas…

May be because I' loved' you so much, no 'I still love you'…

It can be because, I wanted to love you forever…

I can laugh now, because I know life has to go on…

Those memories you gave me, I will cherish it forever…

I know I have to welcome someone later, but promise nobody can replace you…

Some things are meant to be this way, so beautiful but not real…





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