Time flees when with her.
For a while, I forget my woes.
The sun rises and sets with her.
She has messed me up for all others.
I delight in our little traverses.
My favorite day;
My day of birth.
She chose that day;
I have stopped wondering why.
I am not 'the one',
That's all she said.
She messed me up for all others.
Every good eatery reminds me of her.
I don't enjoy the sun anymore; it rose and set with her.
Her delightful scent;
Gone with my sense of smell.
My favorite dishes taste different;
They are not from her hands.
Friends come around;
Not the same with her not around.
She really messed me up for all others.
The worse mess of all;
She took away the music.
*** Love has been kind of one-sided lately. I explore both ways: man, woman, emotions. Enjoy.