My Answer

Stood in the middle,
I fell in love.
The group of her,
Only gave hurt.

Happily I got,
and was happy with the hurt.
I hope she realized,
When she gave me hurt.


One day she asked me,
Why do you love?
There's  reason for hate,
But none for love.

The answer I gave,
She looked at me.
She saw me staring,
And clapped for me.

 

She understood of me,
What feelings I had.
She hugged me with care,
Donating me a tear.