Why pretend like you don't go looking for my pictures?
or like you don't read my poems more than scriptures?

When you catch those glimpses of the happy me
do you question like "why wasn't she that happy with me?"

I hope you don't still waste your time
loving where you aren't
convinced love is by your side

My love resides in a safe place
where I am
my heart is in the same space

I'm a lover, lover
You still fight to love-her

I pray you win that battle
damaging the damaged is hard to handle

Be light in your words
heavy in your actions
focus on the verb
prepare for the reaction

It's bound to happen

Each lover is but a fraction

To the real equation of truth
You wont love love, my love
Until you've loved you!