Poem "ME"
POEM "ME" I can turn you into poetry but, I can't make you love me, Its not fake its natural, I love you not sure you love me, There are two ways to live, One is not known by you other is not known by me, My passion melted the hardest rocks, But I don't know what you want from me, I can't describe the pleasure of your presence, Its not you who is enchanted its also me, I miss you by my heart and soul, But I am not sure that you miss me too, There is something in you which makes me think different, Its not you who has changed Its Me.