Just imagine

Just imagine a heart so pure, A woman with intentions sure, Her love, a gift, so beautiful, Yet mistreated, stolen, how pitiful. In her eyes, a world of pain, A trust betrayed, love turned to strain, Her spirit wounded, torn apart, A shattered trust, a broken heart. Now envision the consequences, dear, For those who trample love with fear, Karma's hand, swift and just, Shall reclaim what was unjust. Fate's decree, a tale foretold, Retribution's fire, fierce and bold, The thief of love shall face the cost, As karma's scales seek what was lost. For every tear she shed in vain, The thief shall taste his own self-pain, Regret shall haunt his every breath, As he reaps the harvest of his theft. Just imagine the lessons learned, As bridges burned and tables turned, A humble heart, once proud and tall, Now humbled by love's righteous call. So cherish the heart, the soul so rare, For love's true essence, handle with care, For in mistreatment's bitter snare, The thief finds naught but his own despair. Romique 💔