She doesn't know that I gave her the eternity of my love,
A gift bestowed upon her silently from afar.
In the depths of my soul, a flame burns bright,
Yet she remains oblivious, unaware of its glow.
Like a whisper in the wind, my feelings roam,
Untethered and unspoken, they dance in the air.
I watch her from a distance; my heart aches,
For she doesn't know the depth of my devotion.
I've painted her portraits with words left unsaid,
Each stroke of affection, a secret masterpiece.
But she walks through life, blind to my adoration,
Unaware of the symphony of love that surrounds her.
Her laughter, like music, echoes in my mind,
Her smile, a beacon that lights up my darkest nights.
Yet she remains oblivious, oblivious to my love,
As I hide my heart's desire behind a mask of friendship.
I've etched her name upon the stars in the sky,
Whispered her existence to the moon above.
But she doesn't know; she can't perceive,
The eternity of my love that I've silently bestowed.
In the quiet moments when the world is still,
I dream of a day when she'll come to know,
The depth of my devotion, the passion I hold,
And in that moment, our souls will finally intertwine.
But until then, I'll remain in the shadows,
Watching her from afar, my heart silently breaking.
For she doesn't know; she can't comprehend,
The eternity of my love that I've given to her.
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Man was Born for Love and Revolution
PoetryMan was not born to merely exist, but to live a life filled with love and revolution. Love is the driving force behind all human interactions and relationships. It is what brings us together, connects us, and creates a sense of belonging. Without lo...
