If you were to cause me pain, please let it be profound,
A pain that feels as though my soul were to be bound.
The sensation of not yearning to return to your side,
Shedding tears until there's no more to hide.
Losing the hopes I once held high,
Feeling nothing but hurt, you and I.
But I'm aware of this truth, you see,
If destiny brings you back to me,
I'd still choose you, eternally.
So, if you were to inflict pain, let it be deep,
A pain that makes me weep, as if in eternal sleep.
A pain that penetrates the depths of my soul,
One that makes my expectations crumble and fold.
But I hold this knowledge steadfast and clear,
If your soul continues to search, year after year,
My heart will always choose your love, my dear.
If you were to hurt me, let it be profound,
And my deep admiration for you, the world will resound.
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PoetryThe accumulation of words within oneself renders them incapable of verbal expression. Adorned with poems and letters, the writer has composed expressions for the forbidden love she harbored, a flame that persists within her heart. Date Started: Dece...
