His vilification and forgery of happiness
Had scorned her love
And as he used to lay down
On the sweet and soft river bed
With the placid waves merging around him
The Crepuscular light peeking at twilight
He watches herfrom the corner of both eyes
Tearing apart as another man caresses her
He breaks even further apart
As he misses her warm embrace
Her silky touch on his ragged face
Her crisp ogling through his mind into his soul
Her precious love had him engaged
Her mellifluous persuasive voice had been
What he missed the most
He desired to taste such love again,
But he knew and he knew
That there is none quite equal to her
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 2:52 AM UTC
His vilification and forgery of happiness
Had scorned her love
And as he used to lay down
On the sweet and soft river bed
With the placid waves merging around him
The Crepuscular light peeking at twilight
He watches herfrom the corner of both eyes
Tearing apart as another man caresses her
He breaks even further apart
As he misses her warm embrace
Her silky touch on his ragged face
Her crisp ogling through his mind into his soul
Her precious love had him engaged
Her mellifluous persuasive voice had been
What he missed the most
He desired to taste such love again,
But he knew and he knew
That there is none quite equal to her
How I feel about someone I loved dearly, but I'm too emotionally unstable to give her what she wanted and I lost her and she's moved on