I'Ve Been There (Life Isn'T Just Love) I Poem by Eman Awad

I've been here, i've done that,
i put my hand on my heart and i lie.
I tell every one around, it's not that bad,
i'm fine really, and why would i cry?
And some times i talk to him,
like we're friends and i laugh out loud.
I dare his eyes and i stare into them,
but i think he knows, i'm so obvious in the crowd.
I stand out with those unique heart beats,
and my smile tells of my love and affection.
I remember his love and i wander the streets,
then i stop to wonder, which way is my direction?
I'm the one who loses life,
if i lost love, for which i live.
I won't breathe and i won't survive,
and i won't have it in me to give.
I'm the one who follows his heart,
i'm the one who followed you like blind.
I knew it's ending, i'll be torn apart,
but i kept on loving you, i didn't mind.
I'm the one who envys you,
living your life like nothing happened.
I'm the one who loves so true,
and being over that'd be a miracle that happened.
And being over my heart and its' acts,
would be heaven to me, and i'll never be broken.
Getting over that is getting over facts,
admit that love is life, nothing is further spoken.
I admit that once i believed,
that love is how life goes beautifully for any one.
But my dreams weren't achieved,
i was left behind and i looked to find him gone.
TO BE CONTINUED...