Finally that day had come,
You have entered my life, my latent love
Little did I know then that you are my unrequited love.
The pain is worth it all,
The charms in being in your arms is just another unfulfilled desire.
No friendship or bond is accidental,
Something would have left unsaid in that life
Which got a pint of completeness in this life.
Yet remains incomplete like the portrait on the canvas.
This sense of being incomplete makes me feel a loser,
With each day passing,
I pray for your best,
I wish you be the best and get all the love and comfort that I failed to give.
It will take another life for our love to be a thing beyond forever unlimited our latent love.