My side of love though one-sided,
Have always been unconditional,
At the mercy of your sides conditions,
Your approval and unclear intentions!
Love is whole when it’s reciprocal,
If not mutual, it remains incomplete,
Found under the debris of rejection,
Or turning foul with sheer ignorance,
Forever soiled waiting for acceptance.
My side long accused of being wrong,
But it was you who failed to belong,
Your heart tried to escape confession,
By blaming my feelings as an obsession,
Making me doubt my limitless offering,
It felt less due to your shortcomings!
Under this shadow, love feels like sin,
In a game of sides, think who will win?
My one-sided love was never imperfect,
Yours is muddled, unable to accept or reject!