Love for someone else

My lover,
where are you ?
Why do you whisper only,
behind my curtains?

I pretend love, but I am the moon,
you failed to love me my dear,
at least the way I thought love could be,
no magic happened yet, no drama is present,

Is this what love is ? So loveless ?

I have white hair now, my youth is gone,
live brought us troubles and tired bones,
no more I dream about you
being in me
while we are lying on the grass in our forest,

Is that what love is ? So calm ?

I am peaceful lately, giving up on my fears,
you brought the best in me, hard to get used to it,
what did you whisper,
when you whispered to the wind,
and trees and charmed all the bees my love?

Is that what love is ? So peaceful ?

So be it, if they say so. They talk like they saw
something I never draw,
possibly imagined in my heart,
so I will trust them, that they know unknown,
although my love,
although your love,
my love,
was for someone else.