A Sip Of Love

They tell me that love is a bitter drink. A drink that burns on its way down. That it would leave me empty and more thirsty than before I had taken the sip. They told me that it would be easier to swallow an Oleaster than a to make it last. They told me all this and many more. I know my gentle heart, will and can never love another.

And even if my love doesn't return this feeling to me, all that I have to say is this: I didn't fall in love with that beautiful stranger expecting the same in return. I love with all my heart, body, mind & soul. I did not ask the same return. I did not arrange to fall in love, or even the person that I should be falling in love with... I just did. So even if my love doesn't return the same feeling that I have for my sweet, I dont hold it against my life's life. It is my sweet's life and it is upto my darling to decide if I am worthy of my love's love.