Not everything right,
Yet it is desired by the heart with all its might,
It cannot be let go,
It cannot be left so,
Yet there is no option otherwise.
Why things become so important I fail to get,
Yet they are so deep inside me that I cannot forget,
Each failure tells me what I could not do,
And each success means nothing so,
The happiness it seems lasts for a moment,
While the ache of failure doesnt leave for even a moment.
You wait and wait for the ache to go away,
But the stupid heart would never sway.
It would always desire what it cant have.