Love?

Source: Love

Love was you
and love was me.
Love was the cool breeze blowing over the sea;
Love was the silence,
Love was the time
when you just fit
like a puzzled lock’s key.
But one ordinary day
when the breeze turned warm,
Silence started to kill
and the key lost its charm;
Love shed skin
and started to bleed
The wounds were left open
And guess what?
Love died with thee.

By: Vaishnavi Deshpande
https://thoughtenchantments.wordpress.com/2016/12/31/love/

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