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The One I'll Love Forever........

It was the time when life had become monotonous and boring…….
In this world of evil and selfish people, not one to trust………
I sat in solitude, waiting to see someone loving and caring……..
That was when I saw Her, when all emotions in me, surged up with an intense up thrust………

I walked up to her – For, who she was I wanted to know….
The angel within - in her eyes I could see…………
Thoughts about her and me in my heart started to flow……….
‘Cos, now I knew she could be the one to complete my life, complete me…….

I mustered all the courage left in me, and told her what she meant to me………
I knew I couldn’t hear no for an answer, I knew I wouldn’t be able to withstand it……..
She agreed and she promised, with me she will be………
My joy knew no boundaries and the happiness knew no limit…………

I knew there was something about her all along……..
I knew I loved her more than life……
I was sure nothing could ever go wrong……
And she was the one who was meant to be my wife…………

All of a sudden, she asked me to change a lot of things…….
That was not the way it ever was……
All those words in my ears – still rings………..
I changed – Changed it all to the way she wanted things as……

She wouldn’t change for me….
Not a thing the way I would want it to be…..
The way I always was – she wouldn’t let me be……
I had to set my mind free – free from the entirely imposed boundary……..

I did not know what to do …….
For somewhere I read compromise was meant to be two-sided…………..
It was completely out of the blue….
To let her go, I decided.

I told her one fine evening, when together we were out………
That I would have to let her go…….
She did not want an explanation; she knew what it was about, without a doubt……
She knew she was wrong, but, she had to nurse her ego…..

She walked out of my life; she took away the entire glow,
Not a moment did she want to work it out or talk………
My life was never going to be the same, I did know………..
She compelled the thought, she never was mine, she never was…..


I don’t know how she feels, now that it’s all over,
She won’t reply to my messages, she won’t answer my calls,
I know this is something I’ll never get over…..
‘Cos every single moment I spent with her was magical and that is where my thought stalls………

She was the one, who gave me my first kiss,
She was the one who, taught me how it felt to be loved,
She is the one, whom I am really going to miss,
She is the one, whom I’ll love forever….
Whether or not she does or she deserves………….
Should I or Should I not???

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  1. Hannah LauvanyaJune 20, 2010 at 1:23 AM

    I wanted to post a comment...but just dint know wat to say...beautiful da...

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