I never knew what true love is,until I started to love you unconditionally,
without expectations,hopes,but a vague sense of satisfaction.
Deeply rooted love for both of us,yet I singly possessed all of it.
No gifts,no wishes,yet I celebrated every day.
I struggle to exist but let my wrath into a deep meaningful love.
My eyes are welled up and tears drew canvases on the pillow every night,
with no hope, the fear of rejection and unwillingness to face the reality.