The sin I cherish

Loving you was a beautiful sin. the sin that was cursed, Yet was a gift. The sin that was blessed . The love that was a threat . Those four years of your memories was a forgotten spell, That cursed my life for long. Your smile and concern, was in the scars you left. Believed you will remain as a chapter, lost in the pages of vague. But, Now these six - faded months, buried me alive deep down in love, closed in the coffin of regret . The time we admired, cherished, made me fall in hades of pain. Thank you for your presence, through which my soul has perished. This curse, which is haunting will be the glorious blessings, as a sinner I can accept from you My love...