Just Another Lost Soul
I crave the kind of love no one delivers,
I crave the kind of love that sends down a shiver.
I hope I deserve what I seek,
I hope that it is truly meant for me.
My life is so loveless it seems,
It’s held by a string on the seams.
Slowly tearing apart,
Drifting like shells in the sea.
While those innocent eyes in the mirror,
Look at me.
They look at me and I see,
A hollow eye with no beam.
The mistakes I’ve made flash in front of me,
And a tear rolls down my cheek.
I’ve had one true love but I lost it,
He didn’t end but his love for me did.
Copyright © Arushi Gupta | Year Posted 2024
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