A Flower with No Love

A poem about unrequited love.

When will I see the day

when the sun will brightly shine?

when the wind blows with bliss?

When will I be able to understand

that I cannot be loved by you?

Like a flower, a healthy one

with care of water and the sun

with air and soil so fertile

But what is a flower...

without any love?

When will I be able to understand

that love is just there

whenever I see just you,

whenever you pass by

and look at my petals?

When will I understand

that you are the only one I love...

knowing that you don't feel the same...

When can I not feel that pain?

When will I understand?