How is it we always teeter on the edge of happiness,
And within moments we are pulled away?
Our heart ripped out and aching
Yet we still don't give up the chase.

How is it we can feel so much pain,
And still hold up a smile?
We can have a love that will only last a second
And still think it's worthwhile.

How is it we go through life asking questions,
And never get answers or relief?
We ask on and on and learn nothing
But solutions are still what we seek.

Does it matter that we feel emotions?
Would it be better without them at all?
A world full of robotic creatures,
At least then we would never fall.

However, to love is a blessing,
And to be loved a refreshing burst,
Only loving someone and not being loved in return
Could be an ultimate curse.

And so I end this poem
With a simple yet beautiful tune,
Although it seems you don't love me,
Forever I will love you.