Midnight Poetry

71. My Love For You

The meaning your memories hold in my heart
Is not something words could contain
The love my hearts holds inside
Is not something mere words could explain

How I love being in love with you
Is not something I could confess
How I would love to let you know
But I know it'll still be less

Perhaps, I could only have you within me
And nowhere else
Perhaps, I could make you mine
Only in my delusional world

Isn't it amazing how I can love
So fondly from a distance
And you don't even realise
The value of my existence

How I listen to songs and read poetry
And all of them remind me of you
How I imagine, dream, fantasize
And all so are related to you

I'm homesick for your arms
That have never held me close
I'm drowning in your eyes
As something wilder within me arose

I've a maddening hunger of being in love
And the memories I've of you holds my suffocation
I don't intoxicate myself or be drunk
I write poerty and cherish our seperation

I romantisize our story and
Make it seem ethereal
I wrap myself in your essence
And portray our story as unreal

I get lost in those eyes
I find peace in those while
I don't say I fancy you
But let you kill me with that smile

I'm in love and I know it's pointless
It's painful and overrated
I love him anyway and still accept that
It's the worst feeling ever created

My love for you keeps me alive
And nearly kills me
It's such a strange feeling that
I hate it's presence and resent it's absence even more

How am I supposed to tolerate my own heart
It keeps sobbing and sobbing
Longing for a person I could not have
Despite my desperate wanting

My heart is a cage and I'm trapped inside
These feelings and these memories
Would kill me someday
This longing and this desperation
Will make me pay

My own heart will kill me
It'll end my life for you
Somehow, someday
But I assure you sweetheart
I'll love you, ever after my demise, anyway

~written by shalini~