My Dear Love

Love was cliche

Because I was left hurt,

When I saw thee,

Your beauty took my heart.

You were in the cafe,

You spilled the coffee on my shirt.

You said sorry,

But I remained Blank,

I saw you from the backseat,

Loving that cat until you heared the taxi.

Saw you once by the lovely sea,

My world so sad felt full of glee;

I looked at you, and I knew,

I love you deep, and I love you true.