Metamorphosis of Love: From Imperfection to Devotion

Mihar Diaries. . .

In the quiet depths of my soul, I know,

You deserve the stars, the moon’s soft glow,

“I know you deserve better,” I whisper low,

My heart aches, my love, it’s you I bestow.

I stand before you, flaws laid bare,

A broken vessel, filled with care,

“I am not” all you desire, all you need,

But love’s fierce fire, my spirit will feed.

For in your eyes, a world of dreams,

Illuminated by hope’s tender beams,

“I love you so,” the truth takes flight,

A promise to change, to make things right.

With each stumble, each failing, I hold them tight,

To forge a path from darkness to light,

With every tear, with every stride,

I’ll mould a better version, and cast aside my pride.

No grandeur, no eloquence, can define,

The depth of the love that’s solely thine,

In this crucible of emotion, I’ll endeavour,

To rise anew, love you more than ever.

So let time bear witness to this endeavour,

As I navigate storms, to you I’ll tether,

For you, I’ll become more than before,

A symphony of transformation, my heart’s core.