I don’t talk to you,
But I talk about you.
It’s been days since we have not met,
But I feel like you.
I have not seen you,
But my eyes see you.
What can I do?
This mind of the mine itself went
right in front of this stupid heart.
I hate you,
But my love is no less than you.
I love you,
But I never want you back.
Romantic Poetry By Humaira Tabassum
