Love, look at the two of us
We act like strangers again.
The flame of love is as cold as ice.
Precious words, no longer there?
Precious moments we have, a simple hello
Now vanishing in the air in thirty-seconds.
For second time, I believe in the game of love.
But I fail, with wounded heart.
I thought, the searched is over,
The love I felt in you.
But then, I am just dreaming,
Underestimate how love plays a fool.
Please, wake me up into this bad nightmare
Help me accept the truth and reality.
Let me heal the bruise from broken promises
For me to believe again, in the name of True Love.
Photographer: yours truly
Location: Maldives & Dubai