What Lovesick Fools Think

I wrote this poem way back in March 2017. I guess you could say that for a while I lost my inspiration to write poetry. I know I haven't posted since last year and it's been ages - but I've got a couple pieces to share with you all! 

Each poem I write is a window into my life, or my soul, or both. Remember that as you read this. 

What Lovesick Fools Think

You were special to me.
You had my heart.
You were different to me.
We shouldn't be apart.
Why do you want this?
That's all I ask.
Why can't you see me?
Is loving me such a task?
The day before Lover's Day,
You blocked me on WhatsApp.
I was shaking, I was crying -
But you wouldn't care about that.
A month went by
I didn't speak to you
Then I was shocked to discover
You blocked me on Facebook too.
It's strange. Now I have
A bittersweet ache inside
A longing to see you
On my social media sites.
It's strange as I combat
Loving you and moving on
And it's scary, honestly,
That suddenly you are gone.
Poof! You disappeared!
With a single move
You blocked me and now
I'm stuck missing you.
But I'm tired, my love.
I'm tired at last
Of you hurting me purposely
And me forgiving you too fast.
All I ever did was love you.
Not hate you, not neglect you,
Neither hurt you nor betray you.
Was it wrong to love you?
I look up at the stars tonight
And wonder if you are looking too.
But I already know the answer to that.
Only lovesick fools look at stars and think of you

My favorite lines in this entire poem are the last four. I look up at the stars and wonder if you're looking at them too - but only lovesick fools look at stars... and think of you.

*Side note: the my love is a substitute for a name.