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here i am alone
in this bedroom
locked up on my own
starinG to the unknown
trying to think it over
looking back to the things that was done
trying hard to remember
something that was so long gone
trying hard to understand
this emptiness i feel
holding on to someone's hand
whom, then, seemed so real
i'm in love, as love can be defined
what the reason is, "i don't know why"
all i know is this speacial feeling
truly one of a kind
during these empty moments
when i sit here all alone
all i see is THAT someone
whom i want to call my own
in every waking moment
his voice is all i hear
and even in my dreams
his face remains so clear
yet, i'm empty, alone, incomplete
a young soul burning for passion
a writer, a poet, who lost her love to wit
a sinner who hungers for salvation
hear my burden, feel my pain
let this misery flow in your vein
that you may know how strong my love is
and this craziness that lovers call BLISS
"i'm just a crazy person inlove"
→who lost her brain bcoz of love←
RiA :)
iiyah laabs 17 onlii
