My Love poem

My love

For everything love was to you, it wasn’t me. I could see you everywhere, in everyone, in every place I was, you were sitting there to guide me through. I wanted to make you proud to know, I am with you . Proud of what I done then and would do next. Everything you heard about me was the best. I gave my best always, for you. That nevertheless, was not enough for you to give the same display for me. I wore my love for you like a banner. Everyone could see how I felt about you. Yet, your love was genuine also. The best love you had to give, didn’t have what I needed from you, to love me.