Love that was never mine

Love, if only I could hate you the way I love you, If only I poured in all my love in form of hate If only I had the will to do that Would I still be craving for your glances? For your tender traces? For your smile? For you? For us? Love, if only you knew how much I love you How much I want to pour it out to you Would you give in to my cravings? Would you steal glances? Would you trace my skin like a tender scar? Would you smile? so beautifully, so warmly, only for me? Would you give a chance to me? To us?