Crated carefully with stolen glances and shy smiles,
When every moment without them seems vile.
Brushing fingers that turns to warm embrace,
The definition of ultimate beauty becomes their face.
When a moment away from them seems like a decade,
When their little indifference cuts like a blade.
When nights of sweet nothings, turn to screaming and cries,
when words of romance are replaced with lies.
When tears and smiles alternate often,
When your strong heart finally softens.
When the pleasure and the pain both you have seen,
When you think of what it was, and what it could’ve been.
Regardless of the ending, the story is marvellous,
Cruel as it may be, love is glorious.
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