Soliloquy Of The Soul

9.

I miss thy so much
That tears roll down from my heart
And blood gets pumped from my eyes
I wheeze, I squeeze, yet no one sees.

I feel suffocated
As if I'm in a room which is crowded,
At the top of my lungs , I shouted
But no one looked back.

Don't you ever feel
You were made for me?
Just how perfect you're in my eyes.
I'd not be Bassanio to describe you in a cringe way,
But I've to admit
I hope if the artist who made you was female, wasn't gay
Or she'd have fallen for you badly
And I wouldn't have got the chance to have you sadly.

I hate lies and thus, to you nothing will I hide,
Even if I flirt with anyone
Don't think I'm cheating on you
But just testing myself and my love
Just to check that I'm not doing any injustice to you
And not loving you for fun
And the result which I got from such a test was such that
Whatever I'm doing with you is not because of the heat of the moment but for the heat of my heart
The warmth of my love
Wrapped around you
Comforting you in your cold days
And keeping you warm.

If I do not die in your arms
Then I'd like to have a rebirth
As many times till the time when I get to die in your arms
Because I want to spent even the last second of my life with you, my lucky charm.
The last three words which will escape from my mouth will be
"I love thee"
And I did mean it.