Tuesday, June 2, 2015

You!

Maybe it is not meant to be,
I don't want to force my way to you,
I have things under control,
I have full constraint.

But my feelings are true,
Mind is confused,
To be in love with a stranger,
It's not an easy thing to do. 

I cry because I wish things different,
I cry because I got a glimpse of glorious things,
I cry because I lost you before I could have you,
I cry because I feel adrift without you. 

You may not love me back,
Funny thing is am used to that,
Unrequited love is my thing,
Tears are my true beloved.  

You may think yourself not worthy,
Try looking from my eyes baby,
If you cannot see it still,
Open your ears and listen within. 

Your passion, the ardour,
Your care and feelings,
How you open up to me,
How you made me feel needed,
Your attitude, your ethics,
Your tears, your stubborn heart that sings,
How you cut from the world,
How for a minute you saw peace in my arms,
How you make me smile,
When you are hurting inside,
How you hurt me and then try,
To make me feel better and smile,
How I can tell you all my secrets,
How I want to kiss that neck without refrain,
How I want to sit beside you,
Hold you close when you are lost,
Your jokes, your wit and your harsh words too,
You amaze me with the silly things you do,
How you anger me in a minute,
How you made me a stranger in a second,
How can I talk to you about everything,
How you shield me from threats,
How you anger when I am hurt,
How you worry and how you slurp,
This is what I see in you,
Your modesty, your memories,
Your dreams and hopes too. 

What is written, will be for sure,
Maybe I might not be your home,
But I see a man who hurts a lot,
But I also see the heart with love galore,
I may not be what you want in life,
I cry because I wanted you to change your mind,
Maybe not be the love of your life,
Maybe just be a friend in disguise.

But you know me and my stubborn heart,
It feels and tries to touch your strings afar,
You push me and force my hands apart,
I can't show you the pain it feels,
My heart cries to be with you,
Unintentionally to spare me the exact
One day you will forget my existence,
It kills me truly to face this trepidation. 

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