If I were loved, as I desire to be, What is there in the great sphere of the earth, And range of evil between death and birth, That I should fear,--if I were loved by thee? All the inner, all the outer world of pain Clear Love would pierce and cleave, if thou wert mine As I have heard that, somewhere in the main, Fresh-water springs come up through bitter brine. 'T were joy, not fear, claspt hand-in-hand with thee, To wait for death--mute--careless of all ills, Apart upon a mountain, tho' the surge Of some new deluge from a thousand hills Flung leagues of roaring foam into the gorge Below us, as far on as eye could see. I often say No when I really mean is Yes. I'll dump you even though what I really want is to be with you, hold your arms tight and kiss you. I’d say “I Love You” while thinking how am I going to leave you. Don’t dare tell me that I’m not being real, I’m just afraid of being hurt. I loved but I will no longer love deep. I once did and I don’t like the way I felt. Loving someone whole-heartedly got me into insanity. Regret has been my companion for so many years. Life’s full of disappointment. Presently, I’m doin’ my best to live my life to the fullest, I’ll learn from my mistakes and start to serve God with all my heart. I have bunch of wonderful friends around me and I’m happy whenever I’m with them... genuinely. 
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