Love

The day I saw you first,
I gave myself to you,
The more I came to know you,
I saw myself in you.

My life changed, I started smiling again,
If only Life were to be as rosy as i painted,
In a moment smile turned to Tears,
Happiness into fear.

There are days when I don't sleep,
When I get weak and question myself,
But then I see myself in mirror,
And Find unanswered questions clear.

Because a mirror reflects, it never lies,
Perfection or Imperfection, might make you cry,
And Happiness can be only bought,
When we look beyond and never shy.

You said when I will write for you,
Here I am for solace and peace,
For Togetherness and for Hope,
And For a thing called love.

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