if your heart does not call
my name like it is
a song, a chant, a mantra,
then i ask that you do not take
another step closer to me.

if your eyes do not dwell
on these dark orbs of mine
or the midnight-black hair that falls down my face
then i ask that you kindly
turn around and journey to another land.

if your mind does not flood
the world around you with
images, thoughts, or memories of me
then i earnestly plead
that you no longer try to tread the maze that is my heart.

for i am not a being
that is willing to go down on my knees
and implore that you lay down your heart next to mine
nor am i a soul
that will desperately beg for your company.

but if, just if
your heart sincerely screams for me
like every second is a waste of time
if your eyes cannot forget
the moments when it had stared into mine,
and if your mind cannot sleep
with the memory of me in the darkness of night,
then i wish to tell you that
not one ounce of your love is unreciprocated,
that i have fallen deeper than the world will ever know,
that my heart is full of love and is endlessly aglow,
and i promise you, my dear, never will i let go.