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Hello, Love

- My own kind of love

By Shilan AliyaliPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Hello, Love
Photo by Harli Marten on Unsplash

How are you, Love?

You’ve been missed.

Hidden away, longing to come out,

My Love.

Where did you go, Love?

You ran away.

Leaving nothing but the brightest memory of what was,

My Love.

What are you, Love?

A desperate need.

That warm embrace of coming home like no other can be,

My Love.

Why are you, Love?

A torment.

A never-ending dilemma always at war,

My love.

Hello, Love.

It’s been a while.

I thought you’d forgotten about me but here you are,

Where you always were,

My Love.

heartbreak

About the Creator

Shilan Aliyali

A hopeless romantic and a fan of fiction (you can see where this is going...).

Came for the motivation, stayed for the inspiration.

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