Girlishly

Love is what I experience, When you keep your ego aside For this Bond and it's fight. Love is what I feel, When after every fight You handle me with care. Love is what I see, When I stare Into your eyes. Love is what I conceive, When your precious time, Is what I receive. Love is what holds us together, Even on days When we feel drowned. Love is what I look for, In every interaction That we have. On some days, Your love makes me Feel like a bird, Who loves to fly, Still returns home Every night from the sky. How do I tell you How much you mean, When every time I try to describe, All I do is forget the theme. Your thoughts take me To a far off land, Covered with beauty, And some sand. I pray to God, For that day soon, When we would see together, The Sun and the Moon.

Oh my love, How do I tell you, How these expectations Kill you, Some days you are excited To receive what they give, And you think they met your needs, Unfortunately what they met was Their own demands and deeds, And to add, when they Deny You the access, Betrayed you feel, Not knowing how to deal, Because what you did Receive Wasn't out of love But their own need and greed, It wasn't love But the extra time, Devoted to you Only when they had some, Oh how my heart breaks When the interval it takes, To understand What just happened, And to decipher The real intentions Of the heart and the mind, To be diplomatic and seem kind, So much to understand, As if we were a part of a Plan.