I’ve never meant to love you,
The way you understood,
It’s just my heart is broken too,
For you it’s not that good,
Because I wouldn’t feel that,
That something called “damn” love,
Because my soul has mourned enough-
That makes my life so tough,
Whenever call you Dear,
Or something of that kind,
It shouldn’t make you fear,
Or wrongly- make you blind,
Because my love is higher,
Than words of men that love,
It wouldn’t set on fire
Or take you high above
It doesn’t make you suffer,
Or feel in some way blue,
The thing I want- enflame your soul
It is the only clue…