It's a sacred space, reserved for only a few.
She not only had access to my heart,
But my mind, my body, and my soul too.
One day she left and locked the doors,
Of my happiness, taking the keys with her.
She came to give a final blow.
When I was already down in life.
I loved her so much,
That I forget about myself.
To fight for her or to let her go,
Maybe fate meant to let her go, I don't know.
My pain is not weakness,
It's honesty rejected
I changed to be with her,
And she changed not to be with me.
In choosing her, I lost myself,
As I did over and over again.
Still, I choose her for rest of my life,
I don't know why, even in pain and grief.
The woman who filled my soul
Was never meant to be with me.
No matter where her body wanders,
The web of fate will return her soul to me.
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**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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