You

You purposefully estrange me
I see that, but
Sigil to my affection,
Please don’t wring my heart to bleed
I can only endure a limit of agony, at a time
Knowing the fact of losing you is already a suffering

Submissiveness of my heart, mind and soul is to you
I don’t have any power to alter their motive

What my eyes show is you
What my ears hear is you
What my senses feel is you
What my soul craves is you

It is always you
It will always be you

Oh my love,
I don’t have a power to alter my selfish desires
How can I think of changing yours?

It is
The slightest feeling,
The thin ray of light,
The joy in my heart,

It’s the hope.
An empty hope...
that fuel my desires.

It’s truly wonderful...

The waiting...