Don't you ever see,
What you have done to me?
I always think of you,
Every moment, through and through.In the beginning of the day as I wake,
I see your face before the morning breaks.
In the evening, after the sun goes down,
I pray for you before to sleep I lay down.Even though from me you are far away,
I desire that you're with me from day to day.
Holding and embracing you in my arms I envision,
I know, I know they're part of my illusions.It's hard for me to say "I hate you",
And deep inside I love you, I really do.
I tried to vanish you from my mind,
But in my heart it's you I find.To another man I searched for the love I wanted,
But I guess my wishes are not granted.
For what's in my heart I cannot deceive,
The feelings especially for you I conceive.I am one of those women, who admired you so much,
Yielding for your love and for your touch.
I am one of those unfortunates by whom you cannot love,
For I know there's someone out there you wanted to have.So, here I am sitting in a corner,
Certified member of the group Wall Flowers.
It's you I always wanted to watch,
While you are still seeking for your perfect match.I'm hurt when you never even glanced at me,
But at least looking at you is free.
I don't mind if the oil price increases,
But I do care if to me you give only your kisses.I see your eyes sparkle when you speak her name,
And mine are getting misty for your love I cannot even claim.
It's enough for me that you know who I am,
The truth is, inside me I'm having a spasm.I don't know why for you I fell,
Even to myself the reasons I cannot tell.
It just happened one day,
That I felt something for you in a different way.I admit I'm a great pretender,
And you are a Heart Breaker.
Leaving those women weeping,
Never minding what they are feeling.It's hard for me to act as if everything's normal,
And deep inside me, I'm having a burial.
I am not mourning for the dead love from you,
I'm grieving for the wasted affection I wanted to share with you.If I continue to cherish you, I know the consequences,
But still I took the risk by taking the game of chances.
Now, the time wheel is still turning,
And WE don't know what the future may bring.
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La Douleur Exquise :Unrequited Love Poems
PoetryWritten in different years to different men but with the same result, one sided love. Oh, the bliss of having these painful feelings...