Out of all the aromas in this world,
my favorite scent is hers.
Among all beautiful people and things,
she remains my most beautiful to me.
Her presence gave me calm and peace,
what her absence gives cannot be described in words.
She has become my shadow,
that I carry everywhere I go.
When she closed the doors of her heart,
I accepted and respected her decision.
No one will love her the way I do,
No one gives me pain the way she does.
I gave her my everything,
she gave me only moments as memories.
I made a connection so strong,
even her hatred cannot shake it.
even when she created a hell in my mind,
in which my heart burns forever,
the charcoal and ashes of my burnt heart,
still longs for her love.
It feels like I am addicted
to the chaos of her within me.
I wish someone had loved me,
the way I love her.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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