If I could ever be your love,
I would gladly miss that chance.
Loving you was a great feeling,
But not a great experience.

The wounds in my heart and
My body, that you gave,
Will always keep me out of love,
From you.

I guess love wasn't a thing between us,
But what was it?
Wasn't it love?
Didn't I love you?

Physically,mentally, theoretically,
practically, PAINFULLY,

I was all yours,
I became yours,
But you didn't had the same intention as me....
And thus,
If I could ever be your love,
I would gladly miss that Chance.

Not because I don't love you or,
Don't want to be with you, but
Love can never be forced and,
I understand that,
That you could never love me as I do nor even try to.


By arobeum(my pen name)

Then was it hallucination, or just my delusional mind?
That I thought he was in love with me!

Was it just a matter of pretend?
Pretend to love me so as to get me,
I might say my body..

What was it that I saw his eyes full of love for me?
His actions that I mistook for,
To bring the world for me.

If only I knew that eyes sometimes lies,
Sometimes betray.

Eyes can talk,
But we never met each other so,
He could never read my eyes speak.
Could never see my eyes speaking
the words of love to him;

He could never see my eyes sparkling whenever I viewed, read his messages.

All for once, i wished he could see,
The foreshaking love I HAD for him.