I met this girl whom I really liked. She seemed like a lost puppy, an angel in disguise.

Her sweet tender eyes and her cheerful voice, she was an example of how to live life.

Attracted to her aura, we became best of friends..

Spending time with her made me feel blessed..

It was amazing, how she moulded things to suit everyone. How selflessly she could toil for anyone.

I knew people like her were hard to find.  And the faults that she had was just for the time.

In my quest to make her mine.. I welcomed her to my life..

My heart was bare, she could look through..

I told her stuff I never thought I would.. I felt the connection, my heart skipped a beat..

I knew then what’s head over heels.

The insanity, the attraction, the eyes lock made my life.

I thanked god everyday for giving me his perfect find.

As years passed by, I loved her more..

We fought often, but we always made up..

We were insecure, jealous, possessive and all this made us wind up together every time.

She was great.. She really was..

I still see her sometimes..

She looks the same.. The sparkle in her eyes though seems faint..

She is sad more than she used to be happy.. It’s really the case or my perceptions have changed.

Whatever it is, things are not the same.

I am sure because I don’t seem to care.