missing the heart.

she was my everything.
i gave her my heart.
but at the end i took it back.
she was not the one.


came another one.
i claimed her to be my heart.
but she said that i was not hers.
and so it ended.


one more appeared.
unexplainable love of hers.
but i couldn't transcribe it.
i looked for another one.


and so i found another one.
very lovely and beautiful.
but charmed people come and go.
she flew with a better butterfly.


approached another small heart.
thought that i could make things right.
but i was too rough.
a fight it was.


found more in the battlefield.
they fell and fell.
but my heart was missing.
so did my conscience.


now things are not nice.
frown and ugly.
but i know love is everywhere.
the condition speaks louder than actions.


it has been too long.
way too long.
somehow i thought my heart was broken.
but everyday i could see the pieces in people's battle.


for the words shall the mouth speak.
for the love shall the heart whisper.
in the heart one may leak.
just be drunk, don't be sober.


love is only a feeling.
a feeling that only heart can decode.
will o' the wisp, isn't it?