My lost love
To love is sweet, to be loved is sweeter but the sweetest of all is to fall in love with the right person. I always remember her whenever I see those beautiful gifts she bought for me those days when she used to call me her soulmate.
I do remember her whenever I see rose flowers that I used to buy for her during valentine.
She was as beautiful as a rose and her charming smile could always ensure me a bright future ahead.
I do miss her whenever I see those romantic photos that we took when love was the most precious thing for both of us. I used to call her my queen and she could call me her king until I could feel as if the only people that exists in the world is I and her.
I cry bitterly whenever I remember her sweet promises. She promised to love me till death and to live with me for her entire life but today she is nowhere to be found. She disappeared like a ghost in the darkness.
I miss her presence, her love and I wish she would come back in my life.
