She.. Poem by Dislocated Heart

She spoke with such grace,
walked like the month of may,
straight and narrow,
she used to be..
Her love was my cure,
sweet, and faithfully.

Her kind words with full admiration,
as I admire her, from afar..
She became my world,
even through the dark.
Those words of encouragement,
turned into a side I never knew,
I craved for her attention..
as my heart grew fond of her too.

The love she projected,
acute to the world,
glimpses of darkness,
I loved every sorrow.
Each groove in the pavement,
is another story I indulged in..
To share such a lovely world,
I have captured pure, real moments.

She loved my past,
and loved me for me.
She did not only complete me..
she shaped me with delightful glee.
melodies were made..
as the passion for her grew stronger.
My forever reconfirmed..
while I love you longer..

To love, to fight,
to try, and do what's right..
I'll love you.. till the day I die.

My source of happiness..
I say goodbye.