My Love

To know you.. like that.. was to love you...

To love you.. was a feeling.. I had not experienced before..

We differed to know each other better...

until we found the similarities in our differences...

Gradually it happened... no one called for it

no proposal needed...

commitment came from the love ...

love flowed from within...

I don't regret losing you to life..

I think about you or not..

I feel you inside me..

when I feel like love..

I can see you despite no pictures..

I just need to feel love.. and close the eyes 

that ain't looking..

and not even searching for you..

you were not perfect as you left..

or may be you were because you could...

Its because you gave me all I needed...

I asked less or you gave more..

barely matters.. because I cry no more..

I love you like I did... I search for love..

and I find you within me...

I ask myself this thing -if I loved you enough

that you feel me like I do?

I fear if I caused you more pain than you could take;

for not holding on.. and letting me go!

But, O' My Love! My Love! 

I have no complaints..
for love is not to touch..

Love is not to talk...

love is to know your presence.. 

even when you are not...

Though, love sounds similar to making love..

but I might make love.. but I might not love like you again....!