Two kinds

Two Kinds of lovers I had

Both were different yet, similar in their own ways

One was a shy brat who refrained from glaring into my eyes.

While the other peeped into eyes, answering the questions of how's and why's.

With one, I enjoyed watching the gigantic Ocean; how waves embrace the shore.

With the other, I slept under the sky full of stars listening to songs and folklore.

One, a beautiful soul who desired to set everything right for me even with infinite tries.

And another was a gentleman, with chivalry who desired to touch the skies.

Oh, I spoke of their differences.

You might think, if similar, they were in which ways?

Now comes a similarity, both of them left me like we leave a poem, torn and erased....