Tears of a poet

"Nebeski"

She's a fighter 

Strong and independent 

She's not a liar

Must be heaven-sent 

Her walk, makes my eyes as bright as empyrean in a tremendous event 

Her eyes, ever twinkling commensurately as her sobriquet 

Her smile, makes me feel out of predicament 

Her gaze envisages me as if I am stared by Aphrodite in her lovely etiquette 

Despair vanishes every time I perceive my eyes on her 

Making my worries and sorrows go

Though I cannot understand why she's everywhere 

Maybe my eyes is one to let go 

It's true, maybe I love her 

It cannot be denied that I've fallen for her 

But every time I walk towards her, she doesn't seem to notice me 

Maybe I'm just every other guy, there is nothing special within me 

Even the night that was supposed to be me dancing with her 

Became the night that I must not remember  

Somebody asked me "How was it?" 

I answered "As usual, I was filled with regrets" 

I undoubtedly cannot express love 

Coldness keeps on surrounding me 

But she became my medicine 

That made my heart melt each and everyday  

Though it is a sad truth that she doesn't know 

And I doesn't have the confidence to bring my show 

Maybe I'll end up being grateful 

Even maybe she thinks of me as a fool 

Even if it's a clear truth that she wouldn't tell me something like "I do" 

I'll keep on giving her love that doesn't die 

When I say "I'll keep on loving you" 

I swear it will never be a lie