To be smitten

My life..my princess,

 

I don't know what was just running in my mind as I feel a little incomplete without, you here. You were like a snake and injected me your venom. You are the disease which I'm suffering from and the medication for me to cure. When the whole street shouts at us as They're an item but  You're the apple of my eye . I don't know whether, you receive this letter before I kick the bucket. We where like, lovey-dovey and had some, hit a rough patch through our days. I think you hung the moon but days are not favour for, us . I can see head over heels in love in your life and still ,Carrying a torch. Once upon a time there were a king and a queen. They died. The end. Every grandma used to tell this story. But it's an incomplete one. One that the king and queen complete. We don't get to decide when we're born or die. But we do get to decide how we live our lives. So Ishu.R, this king is dead. But ,his queen lives and until then ,our story lives on. Tugging at your heartstrings, sorry but thanks .