"Love

I fell for her deep as the white snow would fall,
She walked down the road — I followed her call.
I thought I had died when I saw her that day,
An angel, it seemed, had decided to play.

I longed to uncover who toyed with my heart,
That angel of beauty, of love set apart!
I whispered for help — my soul was enslaved,
For you were the one whom my passion craved.

Your hair, like the moon, shimmered silver and white,
Your lips, crimson frost in the cold winter night.
Your eyes changed their hue with your heart’s fleeting tune,
And your temper was wild — like a cheetah in June.

My heart beat like thunder whenever you’re near,
I felt rage and delight — both mingled with fear.
My vision grew brighter and darker with pain,
I gazed at you longer — and suffered again.

You shattered the ice that encased my own soul,
You taught me that sorrow need not take control.
But I was a fool, just your second in line,
A pawn in your game — not the one that was mine.

I wandered for months through the echoes of you,
Why was I your shield, when my love was so true?
You used my strength just to shelter your scars,
While I wished to hold you — and capture the stars.

And now he’s the one who is kissing your lips,
While I stand in tears as the daylight eclipse.
I realized then — I was nothing to you,
And rain by my window was all that I knew.

You lay there and watched the grey sunset decay,
While I burned inside, as my hope slipped away.
For my love to you — like the wind, came undone,
It meant nothing to you… yet to me — it was one."