Our thread of fate intertwines;
with unparalleled affection weave,
tress a bond made us one.

You were my contentment.
You and I in full commitment.
To this thing we called *love.
To this love we relied upon.

I walked such path with blindfolds on.
Trusted love to my disown.
Love of indecisive decisions.
Love with deviant partitions.
Love that left a frown,
in this lad of hapless discord.

Now I'm waiting for the final say:
Would it be a *bitter goodbye?
or a sweet "I will stay."?
Will this *love completely decay?
All these things in my mind play.

This very moment I've lost my will,
to say the words my heart feel.
I'm at the verge of "love insanity".
*Will this be the death of my poetry?

To my faithful God,
You have upheld me always.
Your will; my only path.

To my family,
genuine love you held not back.
Endless Gratitude.

To my beloved,
the other half of mine heart.
I love you so much.

To my closest friends,
bear with me and my silence.
I treasure you all.

To my aging self,
grow up in truth and wisdom.
Stand firm, yet gentle.

The passing of years,
means nothing but counting days.
Age is *Wisdom. Truth. Love. Grace.

Silhouette of the past run round and round.
His present state of mind.
The last kiss.
The last time she said goodbye.
The final touching of hands,
before the morning dawn arrived.

He sung the song she never heard.
when in silence, He embraced Rian in the corner.
In abysmal thoughts he ponder.
While droplets of the gloomy rain cover,
his essence; the purest tears he shed for her.

Amassed chaos in his psyche.
Seeped to his fingers, to the pen.
The paper dripping of wailing despair.
His cursed existence he indicted.
How his life is seems so unfair.

Again,
He closed his eyes.
Reminisce what he lost inside.
Things he will never get back.
Things that will never come back.
Realized that one thing he lack.

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