The First and The Last

I always knew,

from the first time we exchanged our smiles,

chaotic chaos was the fragrance that would be sprayed all over our journey.

The brokenness of your soul,

was the reflection that your eyes whispered me through the dashing smile of yours.

In that very moment,

my soul knew that I have fallen in love,

… to you.

That was the first time that I realized, the beauty of storm.

That was the first time that I felt peace inside chaotic chaos.

That was the first time that my soul had fallen in love.

And I know my darling,

that you would be the last love for me.

As to forget you,

it wouldn’t take time…

rather a poetry.

And my love,

poetry is an eternity.

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