The days when you were loved

I missed the days when the sun used to paint your smile, the rays illuminating your face reminding me of all things wonderful, I long to see the way your eyes used to gleamed as though God was using them as inspiration to paint the stars at night, oh I do miss the way you were when you thought you were loved. Micheline Jean Louis

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