Do I fathom love, a force unseen?
Or am I undeserving of affection's grace?
In shadows lost, I wander, self-contained,
Confounded by love's enigmatic embrace.

Does love reside in hearts, or merely in air?
A hazy ambiguity, eluding my grasp,
For some, it blossoms, while others despair,
This paradox, an emotion that can both mend and rasp.

Does...