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I write everyday about many things 

Life, love, relationships 

I wrote the good and the bad

The happy and the sad 

I fell in love with a boy 

So many stories I wrote 

How much I loved him in my world 

I inscribed tales 

Of unending love

So many details 

That the pen sighed 

And the notebook wondered 

Is there really such a love as transcribed  

The words that were wrote and the tears that were shed 

Could burn forest downs and turn the world red

But when our love prevails 

The whole earth blooms 

Into flowers that emit beautiful perfumes

The skies flatters the beauty of the earth

And the divinity of the cosmos is rebirthed 

I went absent for a while 

The notebook wondered why

Why the passion of a juvenile is on hiatus 

Maybe the writer is busy with her love so precious 

When I wrote my first words after a spell of time

The ink wept

And the pages ripped

The stars fell

And the wolves yowled

The trees tore down 

And the leaves turned brown 

The rivers bled 

As my tears shed 

“I lost a love that knows no end

A love the strongest winds couldn’t bend

I cried today 

I’ll cry tomorrow 

For without you 

All I am is sorrow”