Confession Of A Non-Committer

”Love was found,
Love was lost,
To love is free,
To lose someone in love becomes the cost,
Today's happiness,
Becomes tomorrows sadness,
The moments you have,
Becomes the moments you had,
Memories you make,
Becomes memories made,
Today's smiles,
Becomes tomorrows tears,
Love you share,
Becomes the love you shared,
The times you care,
Should have been the times you had not cared,
Decisions you make now,
Produces the regrets you find out in the end.“

Witnessed your tears,
After all these years-
Yet my shoulder was yours to cry upon.
Even today i still can't believe
how weak i become when your eyes connects with mine.

Was this love?
Or was i just blinded by your beauty.
Easy it is to play with feelings.
But difficult it is when those feelings are caught up in the game.

These four seasons:
Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring changes from time to time
and feelings like the four seasons changes too.
After all this time,
i am still waiting for my season to begin as i am still not over you.

They say you do not know what you have until it is gone.
However they never mention,
that regret happens after she moves on with her life
and finds someone who treats her better than you ever could.
Its ironic that i feel this way when you not even mine.

i live according to my own perspectives,
the way i look at life-
That is why i fail to recognise in which direction,
the rotation of this world turns.

Her happiness happens to be my sorrow.
Therefore the hole in my heart,
the hurt and the pain i drown.
Anticipating true love to find me for a future tomorrow;
Intoxicated, wasted, the ground moving all around.
The variety of girls, the variety of alcoholic beverages,
only cements the marks of my love-stained heart.

Being accused of a Non-Committer.
Truth is i just do not want to put my heart at risk,
Until i find that girl with whom I was meant to spend my life.
She's out there,
and one day she will be my wife.