maybe she could feel its depth.
Loving her was never soft,
and somehow, that made the pain even bigger.
My love for her was like a strong wave,
sometimes lifting me high,
sometimes hurting me deeply.
Still, I kept going towards her,
even when she slowly broke me inside.
She became my peace and my pain
at the same time,
the deeper I loved,
the more it revealed my weakness for her.
Even her silence
had the power to hurt me without trying.
Loving her profoundly
is also a reason for her pain.
Not because I wanted to hurt her,
but because my devotion became too heavy to control.
Many times I ask myself,
Why do I love her so much?
After days, months and years,
I still do not have an answer.
The journey is only one way,
I cannot go back to the person I was before her.
There is no place where I can stop
and leave this love behind.
My love for her keeps growing with time
it does not become less,
it only grows stronger.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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