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Never mine. Never mind  Our little infinity, Which is what I dreamt it would be  Had to be one of my biggest losses I guess you were never mine to keep. You were like the autumn’s breeze, Cold and chilly  For a soul like me, which burned with fury. You were like a shot of espresso,  Strong and aromatic Adding life and warmth to every place you took a breath You were like a winter night, And I was the scorching sun on a mid day. Oh how we completed each other,  But we couldn't exist together. You were like the sweet first rain, Your earthy scent lingering everywhere. And I was a menacing thunderstorm, Destroying everything in my way. Your hands were cold Mine were burning Oh how blind were you, S. I guess you were never mine to keep Never mine, Never mind. 

I don’t think I’ve missed anyone  Like I miss him. I crave his presence, The warmth of his hands. The way our fingers were molded, Like we were made To hold each others’ hands. I crave the soul that made me believe that I was easy to love. I crave just staring into his eyes. A lot said those beautiful brown eyes, That saw right through me.  I crave his presence like a hungry tiger in a cage, Ready to pounce and accept the love even if thrown at me as if I’m a disgrace. I crave seeing him smile, The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, Lighting up his face and consequently my life. I crave his smell, The invigorating scent made me feel at home. I crave his affection, So gentle with my fragile, glass like heart But he dropped it.  And I’m afraid I’ll think of him When I’m standing at the altar in my wedding dress, With a man who loves me more than himself. I’m afraid I’ll miss him on my wedding day Yet I crave for him everyday.