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LOVE CYCLES

TITLE : LOVE CYCLES

Once upon a time,
I have a belovet
She was my prime
I was her picture perfect. 

Before our love story began
We were perfectly strangers
In reality we were like enemies in the avengers
I tried as much to bemann . (ed)

As time goes on,
We became friends
Trying to share a social space in both ends
Everyday, it got better, it was fun.

Day by day we were getting better
We've gotten an intimate relationship
Becoming her best friend wasn't cheap
But I tried to get myself a confider.

One may fall in love with no sage
Between us, the feelings comes sofly
In my dreams, we exchanged kisses slowly
Love, a phenomenon that is incessant to change.

She was my bae
I was her boo
Saying we love each other was the easiest
Right in my arms, she was the safest.

Like I said earlier ,
Change is ubiquitous
It also affected us as a love bearer
One way or the other, heartbreak comes thus.

For both us, we wanted marriage
But, our ego was at work
We got dismantled with a fork
The good memories we shared is now locked in a cage.

I smiled bitterly with this entropy
We're now back as we are before
Strangers with no shore
With her, there's no more selfie. (s )

What have you noticed here?
There have been a perfect love cycle
From strangers to strangers angle
Cyclical philosophy seems to be everywhere.

Ibbwrites ©
2018

Comments

  1. Mbk4real29 August 2018 at 13:56

    So true , I can totally relate how we re left alone to cherish just the memories Nd the hearts that could stay hours having fun Nd making memories den can't even seem to even hold a conversation now ... It's heart breaking to even think of ..... Nice one bruh

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  2. Ibbwrites9 October 2018 at 23:59

    Mbk, you also need to start writing. Thanks for appearance.

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