Poetry mends the broken hearts.
And comforts the tormented souls.

She had a smile.
Bright enough.
To hide.
A million scars.

Her heart was too sweet.
So he broke it.
Piece by piece.

Can't stop this feeling.
That you give to me.
One simple touch.
Butterflies dancing around.
In my stomach.
Shivers race up my spine.
The uncontrollable beat.
Of my heart.

Can't shake this feeling.
One simple glance.
An electrifying smile.
Creeps upon my face.
A satisfying warmth.
Swim through my body.

The need to hug you.
Taunts me.
The thought of you leaving.
Haunts me.
If you go.
Then I'll be broken.

Never wanting.
This feeling to end.
I would go to.
Hell and back.
To save it.
My heart wants to do nothing.
But protect it.
This one feeling.
That keeps me going.
And happy.

This feeling called Love.

You were her cigarette.
That she got addicted to.
But you vanished over time.

She wants to cut her throat.
For it to bleed out.
The words that her mouth.
Never have the courage to utter.

When the love for each other runs so deep.

But all they can do is give a simple greet.

And smiles they wish could last for a lifetime.

Can only be shared for a short while.

When Age Gap and Religion can be so mean.

The things they wish to do together only appears in dreams.

Even though they keep wishing on stars.

Nothing changes; leaving them to keep loving from afar.