Selfish Love

The day I wrote all my confessions to her
I knew she was it, the love of my odd life

There is a certain elegance to herself
In order to contain her in words, I strife

It’s only her smile that can overwhelm me
I’m moved every time she gazes up at me

It’s hard to fathom how I could love again
Even when universe keeps depriving me

They say a mortal can only take enough
But the soul loves, and isn’t soul eternal?

I dearly wish she loses to me her heart
So that my win at love can be immortal.

Broken Souls

A broken girl once came across a flawed boy
Two old souls, the way universe had written

She broke through him, gave him a purpose
Reborn and ascended; if his past was unwritten

Making all his days, brighter with her smile,
As if the strength of the sun depended upon it

How can imperfection be loved he thought
How can her love fill his emptiness, bit by bit

But it wasn’t just love, he was her obsession
And like all obsessions, hers came to an end

It’s always the broken who try to fix the others
And they leave, when there isn’t more to mend