If Love Stories Were So Smooth

We were never mean to love… 

We were never mean to care.. 

We were never mean to to kiss..

We were never meant to miss…

But we did 

For the sake that we loved each other 

Deeply, silently and carefully.

She had an eternal feeling for me

So did I… 

But 

If love stories were so 

Then this love would have been of no use.. 

They would be diminishing by the years end

And perished by the end of ages. 

Now that we are apart.

Halved by some storms

We carry on our half-heart.

I know she is incomplete,

Without me

She knows I’m incomplete,

Without her. 

We still kiss each other

In our dreams,

Remaking the miracle. 

And creating the smooth one…

 

But….

If love stories were so smooth

Then these love tales will be of no use. 

They would be diminishing by the year's end, 

And perished by the end of ages…