As some people say you can only know the importance of something or someone when it is already gone that’s why the title of this poem is "It starts with an end".
My heart is chained by your beauty
I want to find you wherever in the city
Knowing that love has a fang
I couldn’t believe I was captured with a bang
Sweet memories with rapture
I want you to know that it’s you who I treasure
Me being with you is bliss
Feeling like you are everywhere just likes trees
I want to swim in the sea
Because my heart is in prison and is not free
Writing your name in the sand
Dedicating almost all the songs of some band
Reminiscing your cute face
Imaginary image that you can’t embrace
You’re there I never get tired
I wanted to get near you but I never tried
Cause I wasn’t meant for you
I discovered I have to give you what is due
Is it right to fight the love?
Is there somebody else who want to have my love?
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