This is post #45 in 100DaysOfBloggingChallenge
I loved silently, it was a beautiful feeling
Made me want to believe in the fairy tales….
I loved more, one-sided and unrequited, such an irony
I couldn’t fall out of love, kinda hated myself….
I loved again, got warmth, care, attention, lot of attraction
It was not fleeting but was not even forever…
I loved one more time, and I felt fervor that was soul stirring
This is what the poets write about,
This is what makes the world go round,
This is what makes the violins play in the background
This is what add colors to blacks and whites,
This is what gives you sleepless nights,
This is ecstasy, there cannot be anything better!