Unreciprocated Love

I thought of you today, yesterday and probably the days to follow you will be my thought again I have attempted to think differently yet everything bounces back I nolonger know how not to think So, with a pencil and paper I settle to write Scribble down a few lines But your thought becomes so vivid I close my ears but my eyes can hear your voice and I know then, love is both life and death So I will yield to silence For dear silence has become my refuge In the echo of silence, I will embrace the thought And take it to Dreamland, the only place that is border~less. And where no one would ask about my idle fancies.