What have I done,
To feel such pain?
I have never killed,
Only ever loved.
Perhaps that is my crime-
Love,
And that unreturned.
Or rather,
Love,
And that unaccepted.
The strength of my love
Never dies;
Yet the pain, too, never dies.
I cannot stop the pain,
Though I love, and love again-
For love is the cause of my pain,
And I am made to love.
James Grengs
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pain/
