I Love You Still, With A Broken Heart Poem by R. Ariffin

You held to reality for the only rationale,
That this love is pointless to begin with
But love is love; it does not validate or reason,
And it surely doesn’t need a point to begin with

With spiteful lies and disappointments,
You broke my heart, hoping it would discontinue,
From beating and thrusting into my soul,
All dreams of possessing and embracing you

And to that I pose the unbearable rhetoric
A question, my dear, sharp, wounding, and hard,
‘Is it fair, in spite of all deception and regrets,
that I love you still, with a broken heart? ’