If you had loved me...

If you had loved me,
Half as much as I love you,
That would have been quite intolerable,
Even to myself.
If you had ever looked at me, with the intensity
Of my hungry stares,
I would have probably felt
My soul clench within
My migrant heart as well.
There ought to be no justice
In love
As in life
And as in life
A poetic pause
Need not always precede
The sullen cry
Of the unloved.

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