Once upon a time, there was a love. She lived in a responsive heart. That love grew up and blossomed as amazing flower. And they had never ever lived apart.
That love lived really like in heaven. Her life was careless just to the full. But once he came! Her curse and misery! And love began to fade in full.
He weaned that love from joke and smiling. She stopped to look with open eyes. He was her ****, her full obsession. She was his captive, no otherwise.
So heart was suffering, love was dying. There was no happiness in their mood. And heart, inspite of pain and sorrows, Just let the love to leave for good.
Since then the heart is fully empty. The love is gone. Where’s she and how? No love, no truth, no faith, no kindness. No point to live from then to now…
There was a love. And she was pure, Unblemished, naïve and to all. But you destroyed her white perfection. You make her suffer just in full.
I offer you a ballad about love again. I always write about love, because it is love that fills my life. And yes, my love is not always happy and bright. Thank you very much for reading it! 🙏💖