Love and the soul

My heart was broken and shattered.

So I gave you my pure soul.

I gave my smile and got the bliss from you in return.

Together we made a great team.

Although it was only my opinion.

But you seemed so magical.

You felt like the truth.

But I was naive and vulnerable.

Afraid of losing you among flowers.

Why shouldn't have I been.

After all you were my morning thought and the nights glory.

You were the only story I ever had.

Not that I wasn't loved before and I hadn't been in love before.

But you were different from the reality.

You always felt like a fantasy.

And I knew you are everything I could never have.

But having you for mere moments made a sense for lifetime.

You felt like my soulmate.

And when you said "why do love me so much?"

I should have answered "Because you feel like my soul and my only home "

 And If I ever knew a truth it was only you.

I still love you but now I feel cold.

My soul lives no more in my body,

It wanders all day along with you.

Maybe you never feel it after all you are busy planning the things for future.

And now I am an old amusing tale.

You lost interest in me and I lost the person who was in love with me.

But soul is miraculous it doesn't break it only wanders.

Floats and sombers but it doesn't ache itself...but gives the gift of tragedy to heart