Young Writers Society

Whatever you do to me, I bear it in silence,

I think maybe it's your way of guidance

Whatever you tell me, I tolerate it enough,

I think maybe, you will balance it with your love.

But long do I wait and wait and wait,

And think maybe, your love is not in my fate.

My love, what is this stupid puzzle?

Can I ever deny the way you love me?

Can I ever deny the way you care for me?

Can I ever deny the way you make me happy?

Can I ever deny the same way you make me cry?

The answer is simply, no,

You always hit me hard with your love's Arrow and bow,

Still many questions are waiting in rows

My love, what is this stupid puzzle?

Little did I know how you're the one getting hurt after hurting me,

Little did I know, by making me cry you cannot smile in Glee,

Little did I know, you never hurt me purposely,

Little did I know, you never want to let go of me.

Then why do you do this? You yourself have no answer,

After hurting me, you're the one carrying all the pressure.

My love, what is this stupid puzzle?

Nobody makes me smile like you,

Nobody makes me cry like you,

Nobody ever loved me like you,

Nobody ever cared for me like you.

You're just so precious, I can never let go of you,

You are indeed the love of my life and I love you.

But at the end it is fixed,

Love is indeed a stupid puzzle