Maybe I was too innocent,
maybe i was too stupid,
maybe i was too excited,
But who could have denied that i was in love..
Love which was beyond your cruelty
Love which was beyond the hopelessness you inflicted on me
Love which was beyond the reciprocation i never received
Love which was eternal but died within
Love which was invincible and could have fought the world for it
Love which was the source of immense courage for my soul
Love which was unenending like the sky
it was unfathomable like the abyss..
with no trace of your return..
nor did i ever have the hope
But you know what remained..
a faint whisper
a faint flame which could still have the power to burn if ignited
The soul remains in quest of its ignition
But practicality ceases to give me hope
to any reason..
but I still love you without them