the perfect guy I wish for everyday of my life..

I know that every girl has a fated partner, if so, how come does my partner take so long to appear?! Am I fated to be unlucky in love? Love is like a drug, without it, you can't survive, with it, heartache comes sooner or later...ugh!

I created my own version of what I think about love it is very dear to my heart and I hope you like it! Leave me a comment if necessary...

Losing you....(about my breakup with you know..him..)

Finally the pain of loving you is gone,

Although the mark still stays like a bruise,

Reminding me of how silly I've been,

Falling in love wasn't as easy as I thought,

Love isn't as simple as a child's game,

Finally, I realise, heartache and pain ,

Soon it will come with crashing force,

Crushing all thoughts away,

Only the thought of breakup is painful and raw.

Life must still go on,

Eventhough I still see your face in my mind's eye,

Your light sweet feather kisses on my lips,

The thought of you leaving becomes harder to bear,

More painful than anything else,

Like a cut that wouldn't heal,

A wound so deep only time can mend.

As days, hours, minutes and seconds pass by,

I remember the good memories of our relationship,

The warmth of your hand in mine,

As well as the soothing wind as we sway,

This things I have ignored until now,

Because time just seem to stop then,

Now as I think back about my previous times,

I wonder if you were just an illusion of my thoughts, an echo of a nightmare.

Did you love me the way I did?

If you were to ask me a question, I would say yes to all,

Because I wanted to please you and only you,

For you were the only one who existed then,

Now as seconds filter and minutes pass,

I remember the memories that must last,

Losing you was hard to bear,

But the memories are always there,

For me to cherish and keep close to my heart,

With a key to a soul that will never part,

My memories of you will always remain,

Although you have left forever and the times we spent,

Would just be a painful echo of sweet memories, a bitter failure and many others,

The love that we cherished was our first, let it not be our last.