Love & loveless

how i feel about our "love"

I want to be loved,

But in a world so dark, I have no luck.

There’s resent in your hugs.

There’s regret in your touch.
There’s hate in your look.

There’s pain in your love.
Or is it mine?

Have I been blaming my loveless life on you this whole time?

Is my heart so dark that love withers, like an unwatered flower, in such little time?

All this time i’ve been blaming you, when it was my love that was aloof.

Did my love rot your heart, like a cavity rots a tooth?

I feel extremely empty, do you?

For some reason every time I write, you’re my muse.

Has our love turned to hate, after being recklessly abused?

You’re inhuman, I am too.

Two strange figures, in one room.

If I could love, would my soul choose you?

If you could love, what do you think your spirit would do?

Author's Note

what do you think?