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A rippling effect has the ocean grace us, love never left us apart as time stumble into a halt turning bad memories into a nightmare simply forgotten, we changed for the better...

What makes a poem - a poem? Does it express your emotional life and the selfish deeds it contains .... then you shamelessly Share it... Does it really matter someone might read it or not? Someone might understand you or not, does that really matter? In the world we live in many hearts have died for they don't know how our pen works. How it does what it does. When a poem does all the technicalities, it may seeks the power of fame and fortune but does it really matter? I may not understand fully what makes a poem - a poem. But behind all of it, I'm just here trying to write a poem whom my heart spoke out loud like he never could.

I could not help but loved you sinfully while I betrayed my only friend yet in the end I give it all up just not to lose both of you . . . My love for both outweigh my selfishness.

I write not because i seek your truth, i just do - for someone who seeks understanding in all the doors we see. I write not because i seek your pity, i just do - for someone who seeks understanding in all tough roads we go through. I write not because this is a job, i just do - for someone who seeks relief to the burden he has not spoken out loud.

Words can’t describe how I missed you in my arms. The scent of your skin had erased the longing I feel. My heart beats in tune with yours. A night’s romance ends with a warm hug. A hug that takes my worries away, keeping them at bay. It’s been long my love, but it’s worth the wait. Because now I am here with you And that’s all that matters.

Boy: Hey! Know what? Girl: What is it? Boy: have you ever feel what is it like for our skin to touch.            To feel the warmth - skin to skin…            To feel the our heart beat pumps the love we felt of each other…            To feel your lips against mine…            To feel your stare a little closer and breathe the air you breathe.            To do these all without complications on our bodies…? Girl: Do I ever dream of that day? To feel those aching feelings?            Yes, too much that I ache in need whenever I see you…            Yes, too much that I hated all the barriers and complicati

          In contrary of the distance we take.          Goodbyes are just as hard to make.          I wish the cold will stay away from our hearts.          It’s our toughest decision we’ve made - being apart.          I give to you a piece of my soul for you to hold.          You give yours, I cherish like gold.          Three years is a short time away from each other,          Yet as long as our hearts are entwine together          Our love is as sweet as forever.

I'll leave my Heart here crying for something.