What is it
about love
that makes you
crave
and hurt
and be so constantly
on edge
in that threshold of pain
that borders with bliss
and inspiration
but never satisfies
and crushes your confidence.
Because your unaware lover
never shows
if you are right or wrong.
And you will never know
if that pang in your chest
is true desire
or just
the illusion
someone is acknowledging you
for what you are.
Simple.