Poetry

It would be unfair of me
To ask to be loved by you,
When no one asked me to love you
Yet my whole heart have I given to you...

Love comes naturally
In her time, she flows freely
Establishing high priority
To what's important to the other...

Love entails patience
She's renewed every morning.
Love's understanding
She makes conscious effort at ensuring things work daily.
Love is seen by actions
You don't just say it and expect the other to feel it.

Love doesn't boasts
You both can't love each other equally.
Love isn't full of "shit"
You make the effort to love the best nonetheless.
Love is absolutely sacrifical
There is nothing like "self" but "selflessness" in her
Love doesn't brag
She shuns self-defence so qucikly;
For the uncomfortable truth of knowing the other better.

Love is God in Himself
She's unconditional
She comes out though it won't be returned,
And nonetheless, if it is ignored.
Love is what remains when at war with the other
Not just the happy beginnings of first time mood swings.

Is my soul worth it
I shouldn't be told before my heart sees it
I ain't asking for anything though
But love is what it is....