Saved

Always wanting to be saved. Waiting for the right kind of love to pull her away. Looking in the mirror at her own reflection her blue eyes staring back at her. Mona Lisa smile. Happy? Miserable? Who really knows. Realizing the kind of love she was waiting for was her own love. The love that saved her was her own love for herself. She saved herself by loving herself.

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Faraz Ajmal

Date: 4/7/2018 1:31:00 PM

It s a beautiful poem with a beautiful message, many peoples break our hearts and leave us in sadness, only in rare cases we get someone who love us more than anything in his world and that s the most beautiful thing but things always don t happen according to our needs, the best thing is to not expect anything from anyone, just have faith in yourself and learn to be happy while being alone coz nobody s going to live with us forever and in the end we ll be buried all alone