When I fall in love, how would I feel? I asked this question to myself countless times, and even now as I write, I cannot help but reflect on those times when I did fall in love - madly, fondly and blindly.

But alas! Love and Fate enjoy teasing a young man like me, for I had stumbled again. This sweet and wonderful dream that I perceived it to be, is in fact, just another faraway and fading one. What you will read in this poem, will be what I was feeling last night, when everything seemed so rosy and lovely. But things are not to be now.

This poem originally was published in Love Poems