Unrequited Love.

Unrequited Love (part 1 to finish) Freestlye peom. Just like a faded rose Its color is light pink not red Its not even autumn It's winter, but how? The absence of your response Your coldness towards this I thought the both of us Will work to turn this rose, red. Your back, ye turned And your heart, still We owe each other nothing At least that's what you said. But I still have hope That the fire this smoke is from Will burn again, and more ablaze So we know, why our rose, pink. As bitter as an onion Is the taste and color of your heart Like love - poisoned Poisoned to change you Must you change? Aching badly is my heart Just only to stay Next to you beloved. Am I being clingy For I go for what I want But bitter and tasteless Is what you think of me. Don't go too far On my mind, sleepless nights I search for clues/hints To make this rose alive I water it, day and night Although my toil, but the soil, oh the soil The place we placed our love Oh the foundation our rose was planted.