How Could Love? Poem by Lendl Ian Servillon

How could love have done this,
It brought me so much bliss,
So many laughs and cheers,
Making everything nice at the least,
All was bright and beatiful,
So much, the inspiration was plentiful,
Kites seems like angels' winged tools,
Regret seemed like it's only for a fool,
Eventhough, it started to change,
Making me feel so much pain,
Oh, all my things my tears did stain,
Very much did happiness turned into pain,
Everyday, I wish to be with her,
Doing even simple things together,
To be able to know her better,
On things she told me never,
So many wishes did I make,
How stupid were my actions awake,
Overwhelming feeling, it wasn't fake,
Wondering how long the suffering will take,
Through all this, I still feel love,
How could all this come be of love,
Every little thing has me traped,
Why would her smiles still bring me back up,
Oh why is love tearing me apart,
Right when it had just completed my art,
Love is so confusing in my part,
Did the pain relly had to start,
Have I sinned too much,
Oh how would I change it back,
Would I still feel the love,
I've always dreamed to have,
For me she is the only one,
Even if others say I be dumb,
Even if time that she finds her partner in life,
Love for her, from me will never change