Love And You?

My lips tremble as I try saying the word LOVE,

My feet feel the coldest on the nights

When I think of what love is/

I have seen love in various art forms,

And in humans, in various relations.

My best friend says me Iloveyou,

And my problems tend to shoo away/

My mother has a sacred relationship with God,

And every time she goes to the temple,

She prays for not her, not the world, but for me/

My father pretends he is a tough shell,

But hugs me tight on my sick, bad days/

But as I start, writing what love meant for us,

I feel the world sinking and the word getting darker.

You say me sweet nothings, and you do nothing,

Ironically, I tend to believe in sugar coats more,

Because I was and will always be a fan of chocolates/

Love came to me in different arts, and indifferent relations,

But with you, it just lost its sacredness/

As I sit here in front of the shore of the river,

I see water making its way through stones,

Without hurting them/

I see up in the sky, birds flying high

And in the midst, two birds catching each other/

But as I come back to reality,

Our loves drown me in pain/

I have seen and smiled through all love forms,

But with you, the word love takes away my smile.