You held my heart but I held his,
This petite heart only for one contain
Some heart free to share,
But surely not this,
Only one heart for another,
This love retain.
With gentle glances I could only confess,
This love is not chosen for hearts like ours,
Should this be real, through yours expressed,
But it is not ours there to discover.
I can only appreciate your kindness and goodwill,
But had never taken for granted for what you’ve done,
I knew you would have loved me still,
Though this love I have chose to run.
I am sorry I could not reciprocate the same,
You are one true gentleman oh so well,
Please do not take the blame,
If my heart aren’t there to dwell,
Please release me for I could not love you in return,
I thank you but this gift unrequited,
Though I knew, I would always be part of your concern,
But it was his heart, mine reciprocated.
* the author of this poem took a stand on a woman's heart. feeling what he believes how a woman felt, and there's no relation to the author's real life. after all, poetry sometimes is about feelings, one and the other.