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Regrets of my life

My first book is out- Dusk Veiled Desires: cunning devotion. [PAINFUL POEMS] VOLUME 1: Short poems. Amidst the roses in full bloom, Under the starry night's bright loom, A girl sits in the garden alone, Penning down her heart's sorrowful tone. The moonlight casts a dim hue, Reflecting on her hair's brown hue, As tears flow silently from her eyes, Longing for the one she loves but denies... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ VOLUME 2: You and me (well you need to read to find out what's inside) {starts from chapter 53} "Well... I think this is our goodbye," she softly sighed, A bittersweet farewell, emotions amplified. "But I can't leave you," he pleaded with his heart, Their love entangled, yet forced to part. "My love, I'm not real," she whispered, eyes filled with pain, An ethereal presence, destined to wane. "You are to me," he vowed, his voice trembling, Their connection profound, their souls assembling. "You know that I will always be with you, But not physically, my love, this much is true," She spoke with tender sorrow in her tone, A love transcending bounds, their spirits known... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ whatever I write here is totally based on my real life. (unrequited love) Hello there! Welcome to this book, which is not a novel or a story. In this book, I will share my poetry and inner thoughts, which I've been hiding for a long time. All of my writing is based on my life, and I kindly ask that you do not repost my work without giving me credit. Thank you I hope you enjoy reading my writing and find something that resonates with you. -zylyria YOU CAN READ ANY VOLUME FIRST. It just depends upon your preference.

zylks7 · Urban
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I still see your face

I tell myself I'm over it,

but when I close my eyes at night,

I still see your face,

just like i used to when you were right there in front of me.

And I'd say sorry if it will help, if I am certain,

it was what you always wanted to hear.

These days we haven't spoken span like an ocean between us,

each one pulling us away deeper.

My fury has mostly subsided,

but I'm worried my melancholy has not.

It adheres to the tips of my fingers,

coloring everything, I come into contact with.

And I hope you meet someone.

who is as important to you as you were to me.

I don't want you to feel lonely.

I don't want you to be depressed.

I simply want you to miss me. Just a little.

Not in a way that will hurt you.

Simply to remind you that things have changed.

Because I'm still angry, but I'm not nasty.

Because you have caused damage to me, but I myself have hurt you.

And I'm not going to ask you to return because it's not fair.

I made mistakes, but so did you,

and i know we can't go back to how we were.

I just want you to know I'm here.

I'm still here,

whether you need me in a month,

twelve years, or don't need me at all.

author: something i wrote for him when i did not saw him for a month:(