Is it real or just a bad dream? ? ? <br />My love left me, and I was alone. <br />From then on I was all on my own <br /> <br />The feeling killed me, somewhat very pissing. <br />And I knew in me, something was missing. <br /> <br />I told my heart, it will be all right. <br />And tried to live with all my might. <br /> <br />I kept missing her, as she was so dear <br />Why it happened was, very very clear. <br /> <br />I knew I couldn’t live without her, even though I gave it a try, <br />Now my heart’s gone, life’s gone and just want to sit and cry. <br /> <br />I have died a million deaths and will continue with the same. <br />And to die for love a thousand deaths, I know is not a shame. <br />And, <br /> If she comes to my grave, she might find this written <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />“Here lies a person, who fell in love with an angel. <br />But she had to go back, and took his heart away with her <br />He loved her when was alive, loved her when he died. <br />By the time she came back, and he cried and cried and cried and cried, and cried till he died”<br /><br />Ankit Mathur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-last-poem-3/
