The Unrequited Love

The emptiness in her eyes Makes me want to cry. But I hold it all in, She should never have to see my sin. I yearn to be with her day and night Parting from her forces me away from the light, As I move further into the darkness, It increases the distance between me and happiness. People say ‘what is love without obsession’. But love is nothing without reciprocation. I try so hard to remove her from my mind When with her, to the rest of the world I am blind. And though I know my weak heart shall see this through, I can do nought but to hope that these loves will be few, And that the next will be the last, Returning to me my happiness.