Love I never understood or it never wanted me to understand
Was wishing someone would never leave and just hold my hand
It's not that I always had tears sometimes I had a smile
Even the gaps between my fingers were field for a while
Gave my heart and wished their heart I could borrow
But in return I was lent with nothing else but sorrow
I dared to love not once but plenty times
But every time I was beaten down as if I had made a crime
But they all said it was the sweet feeling
It is the ointment for the soul's healing
Why for me it was always pain
Like others why could I never gain
Promised myself I would never love again
I will stop my heart even if it begin
✌️raj
© virajravianchan