Fated Will

Tis me whose heart you often sever,
With your lack of trust!
Armed with only a promise 
vested in December;
Which you never met;
I became your prisoner;
With no way out!
As flashy as it seemed
you lashed at me with proper;
When all I wanted was simple: your trust!
You said that you have no other;
Yet you surround yourself with mist.
You are a specter: no address no number!
With you there’s no rest
only if I take another test. 
Go ahead and call me bitter;
But at least I don’t clam up 
or delay till it’s too late;
For when it comes down to love;
There's nothing for one to tailor! 
It’s either you lose tract;
Or you end up a winner.
This is love; where is your respect? 
In life such opportunities are so rare;
Yet so often they are lost;
In terms of pride, valor, 
and even for what’s better! 
Love isn’t naturally durable for 
it’s you who makes it last.
And it’s one’s will that 
can turn his dream into a fact
And that’s fated will my dear! !