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The diary of a broken heart

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 # the diary of a broken heart !

I too had a heart and someone really beautiful came into my life and stole it and you know what i loved the way she stole my heart , i rejoice that accident , that looked to be the best thing that ever happened to me , i loved her , i loved her like anything , getting someone like her was my dream and you know what god gave me an angel in her form , i wanted nothing from her in return as for me her love was everything , she was my sweet little angel and all i wanted was to adore her all day long.

you know what the best thing about her is her smile , when she smiles it looks like flowers showering all over , the surroundings get scented and looks like the nature dancing and rejoicing her cute and sweetest smile, her eyes , look into it and you 'll be lost into the deep ocean of sincerity and love , into the deep waters of purity. talking to her and listening to her sweet voice was the best part , anxiety used to take over in the absence of her voice , time used to stop and heart used to flood with the waves of insecurity for her, i loved her and loved her so much.

breakup was never my style , i wanted a girl and just wanted her for life , imagined a small world with her , where i could love her and give her all she deserves , all the luxuries BUT

maybe god wanted someone else , maybe i didn't took care of her angel well and he just snatched her from me, i no more possess her , lost her , my nightmares , my insecurities , everything turned reality, tears replaced her and the memories now fill her void , i know i will never get her back again but my love for her will never die , i ll fill the cracks in the mirror of my heart with the nectar of your love and may be ....

# chote gawar , be happy

/* on request , for a friend still overcoming from his breakup  ! */

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