This Is My History

People often ask me to share my life why shall I tell them that their words pierce me like a knife shall I tell them about my lost love who appeared to me as white dove as pure and as simple who gave me peace I loved the way he kissed me and cared for me as though he was my inbuilt pressure release key I liked being with him and to hear he loves me then when he turned his back I just wanted to say come back Jack he left me alone all alone crying I was hungry for his love and waiting I spent my days on my table writing letters for him with all my passion as though a child waiting for compassion I loved him still and waited till the day of his marriage the day of all age there were flowers on the floor and also decorated on the door I wanted him to say I still love you be mine but all I got was a big smile on his face when he saw his bride walking down with pride a little girl showering flowers there was this ester that covers all the wedding hall with flowers I was crying and so loud but no one was able to listen my sound as there was a light music and a light sense of beauty of the day that sick I wanted to see him for once my blood shot eyes which were in that premise I wanted him to remember those muffins that we baked which had those truffle I wished he would remember those promises of being together and those kisses I loved him so dearly that I would go to the hands of death I loved him so much that I would kill for him I would die to kill that girl who gave me that grim I was so jealous so burned in anger so much filled with revenge hunger that I would have killed the whole people there appreciating admiring and clapping hands of their I knew I was helpless I knew I was selfless to let them go people were going row by row to congratulate them to bless them I wish there would have been a phantom to lift the girl and fly her away and so I can marry him the other way I wanted him to realise that he loves me and she was our enemy her rosy cheeks are nothing compared to me all I had was a big loss in front of me lying was my whole life I could have been his wife and have been bearing his children now at this point of life all I have is a ring of iron around my heart coiled tight I wanted him so much that I could not be with someone else and enjoy like honeybee and fly away with someone else but him its him that I want I loved him more than my life I wanted to kill his wife still I am mad at them both how can he break that becoming one oath