When She is Gone

to love is to let it go even it hurts so bad…

Melyn's e-diary, Poetry and Travelogue

When she is gone. You’ll miss  the sunshine in the morning. She brings light, beauty  and hope to your troublesome mind. Her sweetest smile is your greatest shield. Her carefree laugh is  too vulnerable.

When she is gone. You’ll miss the rainy season. She shares shelter when you were a wanderer from yesterday. Her delicate arms are your hardest wall to lean on. Her gentle hands are your comfort when you were sick and cold. Her  love  is too valuable.

When she is gone. You’ll miss the Happy Christmas. She loves Christmas tree and Christmas Songs. She is your lady Santa Clause who loves to share gifts and happiness. Her happy heart is the brightest star in the night of December. Her spirit is full of light and inspiration. Her dreams for both of you are too impossible.

When she is gone. You’ll miss the trace of every piece of her. You said she was your A to Z, She was too perfect for you…

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