Those days when time seemed

To gravitate her emotions,

Love was in the air

With blooming flowers

Singing rosemary,

The hum of bees

Violin playing to her knees

Emotions glided to an unfathomable depth of the ocean.

But the glimpse of this glee

Embroidered with a sullen sigh of plea

Tears becoming her favorites

Regrets kept her to deteriorate.

Months of happy seasons

Shattered like the deck 

Into gloom,

For many reasons,

If he was the wick of her tears

Her unforgiving vows ignited all her fears.

Forgive not him, but yourself

Let not your soul breach

Mending other's lives

And stitching your own

Hug yourself tight, 

Never forget her to lone.