Make My Half-love Complete

I still have your rose,

Singing the glory of our mysterious love,

Telling a thousand stories of our reunion.

Like the photo album

It has captured all the minutes,

Freezed all our moments,

A collage of memories,

Like a romantic novel,

It narrates a beautiful love story.

Colours a bit faded,

A little dried up,

But, the scent of your body

Makes it more vibrant.

I still have your rose,

Kept inside the locker of my heart,

It reminds me of my sweetest past.

Drenched and dried up in your sweat,

It appeals to my six senses,

From the pages of my diary

It recites love poetry.

I still have your rose,

Rejuvinates my barren mind,

And reanimates my past.

The moment it smiles at me,

I feel ashamed of my half love.

Come back,

And make my half-love complete.