My Dilemma

The entire night I lay awake in my bed;

You never left me alone not even

To gaze into the moonless, cloudless night.

And,

My phone did not ring; at least I could have

Poured my heart out to someone I knew;

It was not to be.

And then,

There was your curse that people would forget me,

Never remembered again by anyone.

Imagine, who would not want to remember me,

How could anyone forget me,

I could not make out.

As it is,

I write good poems in the best possible English,

That on occasions pleased even you.

And when you were pleased,

I had asked the sea-breeze not to take away your smile,

You said a smile on your lips makes you look prettier.

But I want a smile to light up your face all the time;

You will appear, more beautiful in all my dreams,

For me, to want you evermore.