Not an hour goes by without the thought of Him He, the one who betrays me He, the one who leaves me smiling He, the one I hate He, the one I love
Not a day goes by without the thought of Her She, the one who turns away from me She, the one who makes me laugh She, the one I am enemies with She, the one I am friends with
Not a week goes by without the thoughts of Him Her He, the one who makes me dazed Her, the one who makes me cry Him, the one I hate She, the one I am enemies with
A month goes by with one last thought, Him Her Him, the one I love She, the one I am friends with Blurry images, Wisps of voices of Him Makes my heart flutter, makes my spirits lift Memories, Clear, and Bright of Him Makes me lost, makes me overwhelmed Should I love? Or should I hate?
What is the meaning of this loving hate? What is the meaning of this hateful love?
Who knows the future? Secrets in the palm of jesting mind. Deep dwells the forgotten past, a reminder of untold losses. A life adorned with love, kindness, loyalty, and selflessness. Questions unanswerable pecking the essence of sanity Fate says the
Eerie the right and weird the atmosphere, Lightning flashes fearful faces, Giant trees cast sinister shadows, Danger lurks in the oddest of places, I stumbled on a stone and hit my head down, I suddenly realized that I had strayed
She was the pride of her father The brightest star of her class He showed her skills off To everyone visiting Curious she was as ever Asking questions till answers she would gather Something happened one day She changed so
When I look back the silent darkness I had left in the deep woods a long ago where I had planted few seeds of my memories to grow but I found those seeds grown with thorns of exasperation and annoyance