Loveless

A one-sided love

Days abashed and washed
Surrendering further to the depths
Gulps of my own selfishness
Oceans vast with a man of "ifs"
Your love merely as my bouyancy
Another slip under holding breaths
I take and take, over and over again
But to you, drowning is the irony
For that love returned, I can never give

Reviews

[Henry]

I think of gulping as something very rude to do. Which is why i loved how it gave selfishness a throat. An ugly throat (if there ever was such a thing). I can imagine love running down the taste budless lengths. Just a filler for a void. Easy to relate to.

- Henry