Another nice poem:D

+ i will never forgedd ;
the dayys we once had.
the days when youu were
everything to0 mee.

mye mind used to tell mie datt
we'd be together foreverr.
butt now i realise tadd it was
all a big dream.
which makes myy hart shatters`
into a milli0n pieces.
yuur existence is wad makes
mine.
now. if love is painful and
tortures us so..
why do we love? why is it
all we search for in lyyfe?
thys pain, this agony?
why is it all we long for?
this torture,this powerrful
death of self?
maybe because its lurrve #