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.

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.

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)