STILL...

Intensely I try forgetting my feelings.
Sadly, It's to no avail.
Try as I might, nothing is working.
I reach the peak, but I get nothing; I fail.
Love is a horrible taskmaster.
Living is hard when 'love' is what you're after.

Lingering emotions flutter about.
Often, I want to cry and run.
Vile is life, that I long to just shout.
End this feeling, it's absolutely no fun.

Yes, I know you have no love for me.
Okay, but without your love, I can't be free.
Understand this poem... there's a secret message for you from me...