Here it is anyways, Ttiled: The boy untouched by love
In the dim glow of a quiet park, There was a flicker in the dark— A moment when even someone like him Dared to think he could love, And be loved, like any ordinary soul. That maybe, just maybe, There was goodness somewhere within, That someone could see it. But he knew it was a foolish thought, A hope too fragile to last.
How dare he?
His fate was already carved, Leading only to solitude. No body like his could be cherished, No heart like his could truly belong. Yet, despite knowing the truth- He let himself hope. Hope, like a fool, For something never meant to be.
When he begged for love, for a chance to stay, The answer came—sharp and merciless, A blow as shocking as it was deserved, A cold reminder that some fates Are not meant to change.
This was his karma, perhaps, A destiny deserved, To wander through life untouched by love.
Here it is anyways,
Ttiled: The boy untouched by love
In the dim glow of a quiet park,
There was a flicker in the dark—
A moment when even someone like him
Dared to think he could love,
And be loved, like any ordinary soul.
That maybe, just maybe,
There was goodness somewhere within,
That someone could see it.
But he knew it was a foolish thought,
A hope too fragile to last.
How dare he?
His fate was already carved,
Leading only to solitude.
No body like his could be cherished,
No heart like his could truly belong.
Yet, despite knowing the truth-
He let himself hope.
Hope, like a fool,
For something never meant to be.
When he begged for love, for a chance to stay,
The answer came—sharp and merciless,
A blow as shocking as it was deserved,
A cold reminder that some fates
Are not meant to change.
This was his karma, perhaps,
A destiny deserved,
To wander through life untouched by love.