Everyday I think I will see her, Ever moment I think I feel her, In all my dreams she resides, Who is she I have never seen her. Every moment I sit and think about her, In the moonlight I think I see her, Time stops when I think about her, Who is she I have never seen her. Every day is the same story, Every night is a catastrophe, Disturbed by her hallucinations, Nothing turned fine even after a sorry. My love-increased everyday, I kept losing my patience everyday, But soon that day would come, Which wouldn’t be like every other day. She lives in my dreams or, She lives in my heart or, Is she isn’t mine at all, Does she loves me or… my first poem in a long long time ... 5 years min
ooooh it so sweet, i bet she'll be yours after reading this poem, just don't change your mind before she reads it hehe
