Mystery Guy

To finding the road of your love that doves can make relationship
It's like working out a true case of a crime, love isn't always the first choice
but in haste, I run into dead end, wishing to escape; more came to follow me and never leaving me alone but continuously stalking me like a blood wolves chasing a dead animal down on it's tracks.
In my finest hour, there was no end to my hurt and scornful pain. And every hope became more faithful in this hopeful belle of the ball to find true love. Who was this amazing guy who stole my heart and never breaks it? I dreamt this man in my life who knew me and love me for my personality,  sweet  and caring heart. I felt like a princess who found it's true fiery prince in the light from the darkness.

To reveal his true passion for flirting an innocence of a beautiful girl. And to it's beautifying majestic flowers in the fall weather, and without no warning flowers began to die and dry out. And there's no words towards the scarce of what had happened or not. Today, I still wonder what's my future man of mystery will ever show?

To put into prospective, not one soul will ever like me, or will there be a mistake made? Where is this Mysterious man who I can call love and true fire into the darkness.

So Please just think of this poem, and maybe one day  sell my poems into a story.