For those who do not know, inamorata means beloved.
Ok, another ugly attempt by me! sheesh i'm never better at anything!!! >_< I wrote this for my university's school newspaper, since I need to at least write 5 columns...ack...I'll stop.

Inamorata by Resha

To love is to know you’re better,
I’m in the brink of death however,
Letting go of heavenly bliss,
They said it’s a one life gone amiss,
The one who was so closed to the world grieves,
I who thought everything was a piece of cake,
Just broke down, when someone dear leaves,
From the start, I knew letting her go was a mistake.

For a year or two,
My life was nothing but blatant and sad,
This happened when I tried to start anew.
Our memories were the only ones I had,
I could remember how a smile would affect me so,
A mere soft brush in the hand she could read my heart,
I never crossed my pleasure could be so shallow,
And right now, I only wish we were never apart,
Honestly you paint me blue,
For leaving me alone too soon,
But I won’t blame you, because all I have is you.