I love you for the hopes and dreams my heart had fondly weaved at your glorious advent.
I love you for the magnitude to which I miss those sensuous springs,those snug winters,those soothing showers and most of all ‘you’.
I love you for all the lovely memories of the moments we spent as ‘ONE’.
I love you for the glimmer that your glimpse brings to my eyes and the gloom that shrouds when the thought of never being able to be your’s crosses me.
I love you for the magnitude to which I miss those sensuous springs,those snug winters,those soothing showers and most of all ‘you’.
I love you for all the lovely memories of the moments we spent as ‘ONE’.
I love you for the glimmer that your glimpse brings to my eyes and the gloom that shrouds when the thought of never being able to be your’s crosses me.
I love you for the pretensions of concern you were so good at.
I love you for the deceit you inflicted on my heart.
I love you for the infinities of solitude in which I now dwell.
I love you for the torment which I bear and the distrust which I now nurture.
I love you for the excruciating way you made me comprehend that life is not always fair.
I love you for your love that never was...