Layout by: Jessie Claire Gozun
Published by: Jielian Lobete
Date Published: October 15, 2024
Time Published: 2:46 PM
Category: Poetry
Theme: Always loving someone but never being loved
I gave this heart of mine, a frail thing,
On to another— for them i’ll sing.
One sweet touch and I'm swept off too fast.
Hoping those i love you’s will last.
In a field where everybody falls in love,
I remain alone, yearning for someone to come along.
Such remorse that I pour this love into the wrong ones,
Yet still longing to be embraced in someone’s arms.
Why do i adore their soul so deeply?
But mine has never been seen by many.
Does love not flow in pairs for me,
Or am I just not worthy?
A question forever kept only for myself—
jc. (2024, October 12). Another type of grief. Pinterest. https://pin.it/7KWvj7z7o
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