She was a random stranger who walked past my sight. Her beauty so vivid makes your cold heart beat. With eyes as brown as wood, with hair that waves with the wind like it should. Her smile so valuable that you'd treasure it all your life. Lucky is the man who makes her his wife, with skin so tender she'd glitter like a star under the sun. Her warm arms created for that special one. Her name will remain on your lips as will the taste of hers. She must be an angel for her beauty can only lure. The aroma of her perfume fills your nose, the smell of her skin makes you want to hold her close. You'd listen so carefully to every word she says. To shut her up you'd just kiss her forehead. She'd close her eyes and smile at that action, her cheeks turn pink as a reaction. In a fraction of seconds she knows she's in love, the funny part is so are you. Spending your life together stuck like glue, that's a tale that would be wished upon to come true. Years go by as your love grows, but your scary obsession towards her drives her away. Her love for you still remains yet it's the space she needs to breathe. Your relationship is slammed to the floor indeed. The need to walk away soon arrives, after all the fights and promises to change. You sit back with a broken heart, while her bags are packed and she gets on her plane. 7 years down the drain, all the laughter all the love. All that remained was his egoistic mentality, his broken heart and name. His possessive and obsessiveness was to blame. She was perfect and all she wanted was his trust. He was young and stupid and the truth about it was a fuss. He couldn't be who she wanted him to be, coz his ego couldn't let him and that was must. Now I stand and stare at my reflection in the mirror with disgust. Apologies cannot mend the hearts that I've broken, nor turn back the hands of time. My obsessive behavior and posessiveness should be considered a crime. This poetic rhyme is not a myth, nor is fiction created out of the blues. Tis a tale of true love lost. So my mistakes can't be replicated by the few.
Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks
