yolandey breedt

(1987/05/04 / south africa)

dead is my love


Long has it been forgotten!
A life of passion and romance i once knew
Were love magically grew
And never was there a dull moment

But now no longer are my eyes filled with desire
When I see a guy I dream about
Now my heart no longer burns like an undying fire
How could I all of a sudden grow so cold?

Were did I go wrong
Was it all the pain I’ve been through?
Or was it all those that I caused pain
Why is that feeling I once knew gone

Is it normal am I the one to blame
Am I the loser in this love game!
I need to know it’s driving me insane
Can romance and passion really fade away?

Oh how I long to feel that love again
With every passionate kiss a granted wish
How I desire to feel that forgotten love I knew
Where I felt loved each and every day

And passion and romance filled my soul and heart
As a love between two people kept on growing strong
And nothing could ever take them apart
How I miss all of that as now dead is my feeling of love.

Submitted: Thursday, August 01, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, March 04, 2014

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this is a story about a girl who once knew how to love but as time went and all her hurt of relationships got her think of life in genral and if love does exsist but she has been hurt so much she doesnt know if she will ever find love again

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