Poetry is a thing of the Heart and not of the Head

I Don't Understand

I Don't Understand.

The tears they flow now,

Down my big, red face,

I know I don't deserve you,

And that's why I understand.

I know you'd never love me,

Or kiss and take my hand.

My heart now is pumping,

And it's all because of you,

Your love, your laugh, your smile,

And all the things you do,

Just make me want you more,

I promise, I'll stay true!

But of course, I understand,

I'd do the same if I were you,

Just know that I love you,

And that you are the one.

You're sweet and kind and gentle,

My own personal sun,

I love you, though you don't.

And you make me want to cry,

It'll stay this way forever,

Till the day I die.