You were not the first man

I loved

But you will be the last one

I loved

After you

I don't wish to rupture my heart

The memories haunts

The ache torments

I no longer can kill myself

Even if we meet as strangers again

I'll still be cordial

Not coz I still carry the lantern of hope

Coz we have become strangers again

After being in love.

©LR