Gothic Love Poem by Mustafa Ghuneim

Bent my shoulders and down on my knees,
Flipped a flower between my lips,
I said I am sorry, and begged her please,
'Mistakes ain't small, and promises you can't keep'
They ain't huge, not as she sees,
How can she forgive me, sorry is not enough,
But her love is precious and I'll seize,
This ain't a battle, I was in need,
and those who envy us want to cease

This love, our love, you shouldn't believe,
I know I betrayed your trust, my mind was dead-freeze,
But if this what you want, to leave me,
I would go, you won't see my face,
I will leave but I don't want you to cry over my name,
when it is written under, the big R.I.P,
Rest in Peace.