• varunsoni 5w

    Just a moment.

    The one you trust
    When there was no lust
    You kept them first
    And they vanished like dust.

    Her hate felt like love
    Her words beautiful than the dove
    And like an evil dove
    Someone came and flew away with that love.

    Not an attraction
    She was his only distraction
    And when the life came into action
    It all felt like fiction.