What Is Love? Poem by Fiona Mak

I told myself
that it couldn't be true
but reality is
I love you...

I can't get you
out of my head
every night
as i lay on my bed...

You're on my mind...
Its not something i can deny..

I love you...
i really do..

Can't you see?
you're killing me!

my friend said
love makes you feel like you're flying...
but me...
i feel like i'm dying.

every second
passing by
i bite my tongue
as to not let out a cry

but tears,
they fall
and people stare
as i call...

i call your name
and hide myself in all my shame

i wonder now,
what i've become...
LOOKY HERE
what love has done...

Everytime i see your face,
i look at me and think,
im such a disgrace...

Now my love for you is shown,
i sit here now writing this poem...

i saw you
and i thought you were so cool
but now i see i was a fool

to think
that you would love me back
my heart,
it now has a crack

straight through the middle
what is love?
its just a riddle...