Thoughts of a Servant

I am… Love
by Julius Mashini

The desire to love,
Desperation to be loved,
“Where will I go”
This love is killing me.

The absence of you is in the most time I need you,
“Where will I go”
This love is killing me,
This love is breaking me,
Knowing that you love someone else
This love is killing me.

Knowing that you play me a fool,
Telling me lies,
Where will I go?
This love gives me joy.

My heart glows on your appearances,
But  how do you feel on my appearance?
Who do you really love?
This love is killing me.