This
love was strange
She
was giving it too freely
It
was hitting his heart like hail falling on glass
Clear…awesome….yet
annoying
He
was used to ice
Not
this warmth
It
was all too strange
All
too strange and rare
Love
pure yet frightening
His
heart craved it yet its existence frightened him
Is
this really the way love is meant to be?
Or
was it just an act to get more from him?
He
stared at her whenever she was close
But
all he could see was innocence and beauty
Beautiful
she was
Kind
she was
And
as elegant as a peacock
Yet
he felt he didn’t deserve this love
And
was suspicious of it
Her
every act of kindness made him move father away from her
He
couldn’t fathom this love so sweet
She
was ready to sacrifice everything
But
he wondered why
Why
did this beautiful swan love him so?
What
did he do to deserve such kindness and attention?
What
did she really want from a common lad like him?
His
troubled heart was worried and puzzled
Her
love for him was disturbingly pure and strange
She
was giving this love
Love
so pure and true
She
was ready to give it even on her dying day
She
gave herself to him despite his nonchalant attitude
She
had promised herself she would be true to him
She
promised herself she would love him
She
couldn’t point out the reason she loved this man
But
she truly loved him from the depth of her heart
This
relationship was giving her painful joy
Yet
she promised herself to love him
He
was her muse
He
was her joy
So
she still strived for his love
She
remained true to him
She
fought for his heart
And
was ready to fight for it as long as she lived
She
was ready to climb the steepest mountains for this love
She
was in for the long haul
But
the look in his eyes sometimes frightened her
She
caught him staring at her coldly
A
look that was uncertain and scary
Like
she was a stranger
This
tore her heart
But
yet she loved on
Time
had passed
But
yet she was still around
She
was still in-love with him
She
still had that spark in her eyes
He
still wondered why
Why
did she look so happy being with him?
Why
was she always cooking for him?
Why
was she always asking to be around him?
Quietly
watching him and learning his likes
He
always believed that true love was never free
And
he was certain he’ll never experience it too
But
seeing this swan love him was something that was worthy of a museum
To
be preserved and kept in a safe place for all to see
She
was there through the good and bad times
But
he needed his life back
A
life of loneliness but certainty
At
least in that life he was certain there was a reason for every act of kindness
It
was a life of “If you scratch my back I’ll scratch yours”
It
was a life of either black or white
And
not “GREY!”
Who
needs grey when you can get two of its parent colours?
But
this love actually felt good
And
somewhere in his heart he knew he truly loved this girl
But
he’ll never risk showing her how much he loved her
She
was tired of this pain
This
pain that had found a home in her heart
It
was slowly killing her
She
was loving this lad but was getting so little in return
She
kept consoling her raging emotions
She
even wore a bandage each time her heart was bruised
But
she had run out bandages and her heart was bleeding now
She
was certain the hot pain was from the blood that was spilling from her bruised
heart
The
competition was getting too much
Too
many rivals
Too
many distractions
He
seemed carried away by other things besides her
She
could stand before him but yet he wouldn’t see her
She
felt invisible in his world
It
really did hurt
And
she knew it was either her sanity or this bitter-sweet love
It
was a choice she had to make
She
was losing it now
And
it was killing her
So
she made her choice
A
hard decision
But
the choice she made!
BY SYLVIA CHIKA
sylviachika@gmail.com
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