One Sighed Love

Let me learn to love.

Maybe I'm old school.
Maybe I just love
without even wanting to know more.
Maybe I believe in
love at first sight.
Maybe I do keep
giving my heart away easily.

But I do love
from the bottom of my heart
when I love.

Maybe I lose myself
when I look into her eyes,
and so, keep looking away
lest she feels uncomfortable.
Maybe I just love
and pray for miracles to happen.

I want to hold her hand,
not just shake it.
Maybe my love is indeed foolish.
But how else can love be?

Maybe I want to love her
more than I love to want her.

She doesn't like me like that.
Maybe I should move on
and just don't come back.

Whatever it may be.

Let me learn to love
the way other people do.

Road to Realisation

Fall in love,
fail in love,
lose yourself completely
and break your heart.

Delve into madness,
dwell in sadness,
roam around
like you're the most depressed of all.

Thrive on foolish hope,
take the downward slope,
loosen the steady grip
on your keen intellect.

Cry your heart out,
wear a perennial pout,
shed tears of depression
that ruin reason.

Make love your weakness,
fill yourself with meekness,
and be the madman
who's not in his sense.

But open your eyes,
from your fall arise,
and finally ask yourself,
"What's the point?"