Faithful Lover

Pain, loss and rejection have been killing,
and countless times I was hurt to the core.
To face just one more time I’m unwilling,
my poor heart will not be hurt anymore.

Cruel Love, just keep on laughing at me,
too many times I thought my chance is due.
To be loved I am unworthy,
so tell me, how can I really blame you?

I give so much, but so little I get
and my whole being exists to regret,
every single time I am faced with ice.

Although sometimes I still feel the thirst,
it appears to me like I have been cursed
to be alone and never to suffice.

I do not know why I even bother,
loneliness being my faithful lover.