When I Found Her, It Was Late

I found her late,

and I loved the version of her,

that was much younger.

I will never find

that version of her again

because she does not exist

in reality anymore.

The place where I once stood

in her life,

someone else is standing now.

I am the address that her soul writes,

and it will never change

When I wanted her stay in my life,

she left,

now she stays in my heart.

I fell in love with someone

who will never fall for me.

I lost the one I loved,

and she lost the one

who truly cared.

I spent all the love

in my heart on her,

and now I am empty

like a vault that was once full.

Every drop of love

was spent on her name alone.

Maybe one day

my heart will be filled again,

but it will never be the same love

I gave it to her.

Because I loved her recklessly

I never thought of saving

even a little for myself.

My heart was unguarded

and I never had a plan

for survival.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind