Too much i gave
too little received.
I was deceived.
Your eyes are reluctant.
I see you
but don't feel you.
I speak to you
but dont talk to you.
Yet i love you like mother loves child.
In me
i have so much love for only you
to see.
Too many dreams
makes reality hard to believe.
We love and we loose.
We fall and we bruise.
Mistakes make us who we are.
Zoe Howarth
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/too-much-love-2/
