Love is not for a weak, it is for those who have strength in their minds and truth in their hearts
It can enter like a gush of wind and may leave without a word, but when it stays it makes home
It resided in our hearts for long, was forgotten when we grew weak in our minds
It lingered long beyond we left, and waited for us to come back
It withered like a fallen leaf and was crushed by the people crossing by
It lived sensing the warmth around, was taken to distances by the breeze
It risked its all in search of old home, when finally it came outside our window
It knocked on and on, we peeped outside and yet we let it go
These were the final days of love in search of it's old home, and then, it finally gave up
Fragrance is all that's left of it, then it filled up the heart of someone new
For the love may leave our hearts and minds but it's immortal, it left us but now resides somewhere else.

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