Unrequited Love

Unrequited Love

Unrequited love is one when I feel so close to you 

yet you so far from me.

Unrequited love is one when I buy you a flower

which reminds me of you

 but it remains a mere piece in your vast collection.

Unrequited love is one when I perceive your smile in the dawn

but you a mere beam of light emitting from the morning sky.

Yes, it is love,

however,

solely felt from me to you and my dear, 

How I long to break these chains of emotions holding me

from writing this letter and leaving it on your table 

while you read your favourite fable.

How I wish to remain no longer be bounded by these threads of feelings,

by these threads of love

that remain solely felt by me for you.

These threads of unrequited love, my dear.

Bloom where you are planted, yes, but don’t let fear stop you from changing your soil - you know where you are meant to grow.

~ Jessica Herrera

I need to file a report, I'm being stalked.

My motivation was going strong, and then it went 📉

Illusion

Many came and went,

found solace in the flowers

that reminded them of

of your scent.

Brought chocolates

and flowers

feeling that your nature resembles 'em.

Wrote you notes and letters

with the expectation

of yours in return,

marked by your red stain.

However,

My dear,

I felt you in the pouring rain,

I saw you in the dawn

and cupped your face,

just a slight touch,

in the dusk.

I sense you in the morning sky,

and feel you

under the starry night.

Perhaps, its me or just a delusion

if so, my dear,

let me be tangled in these threads of illusion.

Words He Utters [ 2nd from the collection 'Him' ]

How I wish I could feel the same, when I hear his kind words and pure says.

Initially, I saw a familiar figure, perhaps, that of a brother in his peculiar frame.

But now, when I perceive his face, I sense his warmth or the sound of his pace.

So, odd a feeling, beyond my understanding could be a brother or a friend, so dear or an extraordinary lover.

I fail to comprehend his relation, but it remains for me to be preserved.

So, I wonder when I hear the news of him with a newcomer, I smile so bittersweet and mutter

"Wish for someone better than self, who would feel more emotions in the words he utters."

"I tried not to drown myself in this ocean of feelings but always ended up gasping for oxygen."