Friday, April 10, 2009

If she doesn't love me, it's fine

If she doesn't love me, it's fine
Just let me love her

Forget her face
Only remember who she was

If you can do that, my
You still won

For you are with her
And woe to the one next to her

For he knows not
The person she really is

But you are with her
Forever

I remember
The square and long flowing whites

That hung loosely around her, stitches showing
Her thin frame gliding fragile

Her willing to be kind
So kind, that she taught me kindness

So quiet,
That she taught me the beauty of quiet

Inappropriate to some,
Beautiful to me, her crumpled sweater

On top of her flowing whites
Almost made me laugh, and love her even more

Yes, that too
She taught me to be inappropriate

If she doesn't love me, that's fine
Just let me love her

1 comment:

jaz said...

Sanj, this is beautiful and a very touching piece, .. thanks for sharing this.