He has vowed to love her, love her for nought
It's not that he is unaware of her cold
Shoulder, he loves her with a blindfold
In his eyes. His unconditional love will ne'er rot
Neither can be tied, nor can one knot
His eternal love, though unrequited, makes him bold
To love her more, love that cannot be controlled
He might love her the most, but he got
Not just only a chunk of it in return
He hides thousands of pain behind his smile
But ne'er complains of not being loved, nor
Blames her. He might be sad and lovelorn
But he won't stop loving her, a love without guile
For he believes, one day she'll come to his heart's door.
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