Last year, on this day,I gave him my most precious possession:
My heart!
Because he merited it!
A new year is here...
I would do it again-
Give him that same heart
But he still has it - Supposedly!
Either he doesn't want it-
Or it got lost in the mail
Or he still hasn't peeked inside it:
My most pure possession!
I keep hoping he'd receive it:
My heart!
It's tired of hanging in balance
The endless torture...
He got his reasons
And I don't understand them!
But whatever my aches
Or however lonely I get..
He is in my heart
I wish he could look at me
With the stars in his eyes
The same way I gaze at him!
(C) AK 7th Feb 2013
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