Sometimes I think
There are better things in life
Better things to smile and see
Reasons are less
In fact, they are least
Why sad I should be
Better things to think about
Better things to worry for
Better things to care about
Better things to dream of
Better things to concentrate on
Better things to even cry for
Better than…the damn heartbreak
And I try my best
To forget you
And think about the rest
Next moment the heart says
‘Hey brain, keep shut
What useless things you think
You loved her more than all, one day
How can you let love sink?’
And then gather clouds of thoughts
As dark as they could be
And rain from the eyes then says
‘Why did not love me she?’
I know I have to listen to my brain
And hope that heart gets used to it
After of course, a bit of strain
But if it didn’t do so in six months or more
How, now will it get
Today is August fourteen a.m. twelve
Two hundred days will be up
After today
Since the day you disagreed
And I am as dumb as I was
I love you, still
A request
Love me not
If you love me not
Because happy I want you to be
And if you love me
When you love me not
