

Lost LoveLove is something one does not wish to wasteLost Love
Sad thing is when one does not know how to not waste they are destined to waste away So here I am a sad husk of a man wasting away for the love I lost and now I cry Clawing in the dark looking for love but bieng blind never helps find true love
So my lost lover I am sorry and I was blind so thus I wasted your love so forgive me.


lessons in loveLove is like a roselessons in love
If you grip it you will get pricked But if you hold it gently you won’t get pricked
The thorns symbolize hard ships
Sometimes while you smell the rose you grab a thorn But remember because you grab a thorn don’t drop the rose Or else you will drop you love just bear with the pain because pain is only temporary
But a broken heart is permanent so hold the rose gently but never drop the rose.


RoseEye hues like green leaves, reflecting rose red desire, beckoning love forth.Rose
Slow, soft words whispered from soft lips to waiting ears, murmured siren song.
Moon lit skin intwined, supple fingers drawn through hair, sighs of completion.


Loveless Romance 1Tonight I looked up into the open sky, stars are no where to be seen. Empty sky, Just like me inside. The mountain tops are clear, as my heart is beating. I hope to hold you in my arms, deep within my heart, I cry inside to know you are his, and not ever mine. That night I had a dream, we traveled together to this far away island, and we lived there forever with each other. But then I realized it was just another hopeless dream and that we were never meant to be.Loveless Romance 1
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