[This is written after knowing one of my closest friend's first love story, written as speaking myself, instead of her, but my words here her feelings. May she never loose her love]
The clouds in the skies above,
Might play the drama of my dreams,
Deeply coloring it with the rainbow,
Making you think of my love for you.
Each dew drop will reveal you,
How pure was my love;
But the virginity of my love would,
Still be remaining as a puzzle before you.
The time may move slow or fast,
But you will always be loved,
My world has known it,
From the very time you’ve entered my heart.
Months and years would,
Wipe me off from your memories,
But I promise u my dear,
My love for you will ever remain as such.
The day will come once,
When the whole world will know,
That you were loved,
Like anything ever known.
Then the heaven will tell you,
That you were everything of mine,
For I believe, my love is from the heaven.
Fragrance of the roses in red,
Will surround you telling,
“She has loved you always,
Filling her heart with the fragrance of love.”
You will hear the sparrows twitter,
With the music that you might have
Never ever heard before,
Like the beat of my weeping heart.
The wind will blow your short hairs,
And take you amid the dust,
Make you rub your eyes in pain,
And, shed a drop of tear for me.
Now I don’t expect you to be mine,
But I always wish if you were mine.
The time when you might realize it,
I would’ve been taken to another world,
Where there would be many around me,
But, none to replace my ever, first love.
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