Love is golden
capturing the sun’s radiance in your eyes
memorializing its light in the reflection.
Love is glittering
like the reflection of clouds on a peaceful lake
eliciting a sense of serendipitous appreciation
silently begging for acknowledgement.
Love is both reassuring and cruel
in how your presence
makes my existence less dreary,
granting me a semblance of contentment
I can only experience when with you.
Love is a dimly lit room
captured in digital photographs,
filling my head with questions
maybes and what ifs
anxious hope and anticipation.
Love is persistent
a constant question in my head
of its requital.
Love is undeterrable,
I would know
the way it clutches me tighter in its grasp
while reminding me
that you don’t reciprocate.
After all, why would you?
Photo Credit: Minji Chang
