If only she stuck around.

If only she stuck around.

She could not

measure the volume,

his love, 

poured onto her.

Something about the vial.

Hence on leaving

a love

that could not be measured,

she forgot about time.

Reviews

[V]

Why does this read beautiful and sad at the same time? Maybe because a sad condition, especially when it involves love, is such a lovely hurting topic to write about. Nice one.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Vanessa for your kind words. Sometimes love comes with time which was what I was trying to express , it takes time for love to grow.:)

[V]

Lovely content. Thanks for the little enlightenment.

[Raylene]

i like it, the loss of love is always hard on us. I love the use of time and measuring cause when we love time itself seems to stop yet when it is gone then we realize how to soon it was for them to leave great work my dear

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you so much Raylene for your top review

[Raylene]

Anytime dear