Love That Cant Be Told Poem by Sukhee Bukhbat

A love is so delicate,
A love is so emotional.
A love drives you crazy.
A love makes you blind.

You want to yell out loud that you are in love.
You want your loved one to recognize you.
You don’t care how the respond would be.
You don’t think your love would be rejected.

Trying to catch some attention,
You are ready to do everything.
Trying to be the best person in the world,
You are more than ready to lie.

What if you can’t lie.
What if you can’t say anything about your love.
What if your love can’t be told, but to be held.
What if your love is one-way.

How fortunate is it that you fell in love? But
How unlucky is love that can’t be told.
It doesn’t matter if you tell anything.
It doesn’t matter if you do anything.
It won’t change anything,
It won’t move anything.

Love is like an addiction, you can’t control yourself,
Love is like a poison, you can’t manage yourself.
You are a bomb with a short timer.
You are a blind person on the racing track.

So then go ahead and speak out loud.
So you can feel better later, rather than not doing anything.
So then loose yourself and straighten it out.
So you won’t regret later, rather than following behind.

A love is a secret in your heart.
A love is a key into your heart.
That’s why it can’t be told.
That’s why it can’t be opened.