RHYTHM OF LOVE
Our Love. Our Story.
THE ART OF LOVING
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love. Mother Teresa
I may not be the guy of your dream,
Nor I am not close enough with what your heart seem.
I come before you with nothing to bid,
Let my heart free to love if you don’t mind and forbid.
I took chances perhaps in time your heart will soon gleam.
Days have gone and pass by so fast,
And I thought you have love me by then so I didn’t ask.
Why your love has faded and swept away?
When thought I have given you love each day.
Until one day, you fell out of love in a sudden blast.
Though I have been deeply wounded by the pain,
I have to accept that I may never the person you want to sustain.
Though my heart is in so much pain from all the hurting,
I shall continue to live even if it keeps me taunting.
My heart wishes one day to see myself a regain.
No matter what it takes me through,
Always remember that my love is true.
You are a heaven sent to me,
So I may able to see and become a better person that I can be.
I hope and I pray he can love you the way I do until the time is through.