Old Love

November 12, 2015
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Looking at you is like looking at a destroyed town.
It brings me back to our memories.
The times we had together.
Your hair flowed like a river on a windy day
Your eyes sparkled like the sun gleaming on a lake
You used to be my bright, sunny day,
but you turned into a tornado and wrecked me.
Every time I see you it feels like a blizzard came,
I can’t move or talk.
You’re my bad habit like wearing straight hair on a humid day.
You started a wild fire on my heart.
Loving you bites like frostbite on my fingertips on a cold winter day.
I hate you for breaking me.

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