As the month of August came to an end we both drifted into our separate ways, through the obscure and fragrant meadow, which foreshadows the forlorn isolation we will face in the future. As we depart, i ask myself, "Does she still have any abiding love for me? Does she still remember her promise? Has reality withered away our pure love?"
As our world's change, Our love slowly fainted away..
My soul was broken and drenched with pain, My heart was torn apart again and again, Love was professed to be redemptive but all it caused me was heartache and convulsion. It lead my life to the darkest valleys of brutal pain and sorrow, putting me into a perpetual state of suffering and anguish. Love is indeed cruel, and unforgiving.
I was suffocating inside, I knew, I had to accept the reality and move on, But somewhere in my heart i still couldn't let her go.