When love did not have a form;When it hit the heart like a storm.
The thrills, the shivers, the first time;
The touch of him would make the winds chime.
His wait, his feel, watching him or his smile;
For any of these, she could walk a mile.
Nothing mattered and none concerned;
In a moment of lifetime, the world turned.
The turn abrupt and the times unbelievable;
How after such a betrayal she could be stable.
The belief of hers was broken and dreams shattered;
She thought it was just him who mattered.
Was the time unfavorable or she was with the wrong guy;
She loved to a limit which money could not buy.
There were now realities, the promises, she could not keep;
And now were the miles to walk, before she could think of sleep..
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