The 20th Of November Poem by Shahista swellam

What's before the 20th of November,
is nothing but sweet memories to remember.
But after it passed by,
all the happy times had to die.
When i look in your eyes,
I see mysterious life full of lies.
To me you are my angel in my sky,
After all, all what i did you had to deny.
I loved you from the deepest part of my soul,
But you never did love me at all.
Then she entered between us,
and guess what? she made a huge fuss.
All the things went up side down
that i couldn't help myself but drown.
I waited for you and your save,
but instead you sent a strong wave.
It pushed everyone of us from the other away,
so each one had to walk in a separate way.
My way was dark and night,
that i couldn't even see a beam of light.
All i could do was cry,
and wish that i could die.
I wished too for you to have a great time
with your love, that wish is really mine.
I hope we can go back before the 20th of November
and repeat all the sweet memories that i'll always remember
 
Written by: shahista swellam