love is a heartless act,
you need not a heart to be in love.
love is like a double-edged sword,
it can cut you two different ways.

cursed I am,
to love but never be loved.
cursed to love in the only way possible,
but to lose it in the impossible way.

four ladies of love,
two that loved back,
two that turned away,
one that truth lost.

how do I stand
the deathly force of the rubber band.
how can I still feel
when my heart is like oatmeal.

i love you,
though i never know.
i think of you,
thoughts not in place.

i am cursed to not be loved,
i am a prophet
you are cursed to not have someone,
you are a lady

what happens now...

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Mayan, in the year 284 AF.