A Reminder for a Maiden

When good times come and go,

Love may also fade, heck, everybody knows

But I’ll tell you something obscure for many

Love isn’t the feeling most people believe in.

I’ll ask this for the hundredth time

What is love exactly?

Is it love whenever my heart flutters?

Oh, you’ll know when you feel it, you say.

I ask not because I do not know

But to know what you think it is

I’ve felt it before, even until now

And I’ll tell you what love really means

Remember;

The days you’ve felt cheerful because of her few kind words

The hours you’ve spent patiently, knowing that she’ll return

And the moments you share together without worries

That it may no longer be the same for tomorrow or ever

Love is when you feel happy for her

Worry for her, feel sorry for her

And feel content in doing things for her

But please do not misunderstand

It isn’t a form of obsession

But a kinder, warmer kind of commitment and dedication

I’ll wrap it up simpler for you to understand;

Love can be one-sided, actually it should be

Because lovers dedicate themselves to each other

There will be no place for forsaking, or whatever bad may be

For love is a willful decision, done to foster the other.