Falling in love is a sheer chance that anyone may experience in their lifetime only once. I never dreamt of falling for someone, but eventually; I did, and man oh man; what a feeling! Heaven on this earth, I must say. Every morning was light and every night was an intense dream of being loved. But someone up in the sky has written my fate with dripping blood of an arch-devil. I strongly believe in this, and why shouldn’t I, when my heaven has fallen and I have lost my love?
Every moment I knew I’m deeply, madly and passionately in LOVE but I never realized depth of my love until I lost it. Words cannot express the grief I feel. Open wounds on my heart which kill me inside. I’m losing hope, waiting for my return to heaven with my love and this fear plagues me day-by-day.
And now, first light of my day has no charm. Nights are filled with dead dreams. Every sense is shattered and every emotion is terrifying. The graceful spirit of my love is lost.
LOST LOVE … by FATE.
