On the pages
of his one sided story,
She appears like an angel;

Her one glance enough for him;
To collect resources for days;
In sunny days after sleepless nights
He feeds his brain her thoughts,
It ceases all toil and anguish.
A piece of him wants to stop ;
Stop from being drown in her eyes,

Because somewhere down the line,
He knows it is one sided attraction;
She don't even have any clue about it,
It's better to burn his soul rather than
turmoil her exuberant joyful life;
Only the last pages of his rough note
Know the depth of his one sided love.

-Thought Diary