Is it love?
Is it love if I'm the only one in it?
Is it love if it's unrequited?
If it's not returned?
I sacrifice my humility for you.
I confess my desire for you.
And it's not returned.
So it is love?
Or just a desire for you to want me as much as I want you.
Is it love if I'm begging you to see all the beauty and
blessings I have to offer underneath my ugly?
Is it love if you can't even see who I am?
Because if it was love, you'd be falling too.
Because if it was love, you'd not stare into my eyes with pity
as I yearn for your adoration.
Because if it was love, you'd love me too.