love poems, my desire
A stranger you were once.
Then, with a gentle look you took my hand.
As our lives engaged,
you lit my life and I held both your hands.
Now that decades have passed,
souls have indeed become one.
How fortunate we are that we have found the love so true
that everyone dreams about
.- Laura Veronica Merodio -
why do i feel this way, this sense of not belonging but the feeling of losing something.
jus hoping that this someone would change my life.. now..
is it my desire?