'is this love?'

''I'll see you again!''

Words same as these ricocheted in my head, last words ever said. To the woman I held dear, same little sentiments muttered before a goodbye in this restless midnight sky. Oh, how I hoped she'll hold me dear, say sweet words that'll make me smile. But she simply wont, smiling and laughing as she held poison to my heart.

'Hello!' those same poison words, why did you even approach me first? This is simply your fault, you held your smile when you said your goodbyes, do you know how I worried? How I worried to simply say 'hi' back?

Now I grew restless and tired as I saw her in my thoughts and mind, this plague is getting worse but it simply won't go it firmly chose this time. Oh why did you do this? Why must I like you but you persist out of reach, is this your torture? Do you like me in pain, woman I hold dear? Oh how your words are poisonous as they etched there way to my heart, oh how weak it grew to your words and regards.

Because now, there stood a woman who I held a regards. She stood there not knowing the power she may yield, she simply smiled and made foolish remarks.

'why must you play me like this?' I wanted to ask, please my dear love me back.

The woman who stood tall, in sight she was perfect with no cracks. An image smooth and pure as porcelain, while her intentions had no muddle like a stream in a valley vast. Her words coated and sugar and made of chocolate but laced with needles that hurt wgen swallowed. Oh how her intentions mean well, why must I fall for her when I dont know myself? Her words sweet, and indulgent but intoxicating after another. Gentle and shy, but intoxicating at last. I have never seen your face my love I held dear.

All this fool knew was how warm your words seems, how flowery and friendly they felt. I knew the coldness they did not mean, sorrow and sadness was only my plague.

Why must I realise this?

Love.

Why this my dear?

Oh how I realised.

'this woman, may never love me back'

[One shot]