I love her.
I hate that
Our time together is short.
I find it a blessing that
I got to know her.
I wish I didn’t have to say
Goodbye.
My happiness is saying
For me to be with her.
It is impossible
To feel sad around her.
It’s now a habit
To smile when someone else smiles.
I forgot how
I was depressed.
Her amount of love is the reason
I exist.
She doesn’t know that
She means so much to me.
It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter
Because my love-
Is true.
Saying love never lasts
Is a total lie.
Her love to me -
It lasts forever.
But for another individual, love is different and it is absurd to say
(Now read poem reversed/ backwards)