This And Even More Poem by Nirupa Narine

The calm sea was like your coolness
The fierce sea was like your stubborness,
But the sof sea was like your love for me.
This and even more.

Your love was like a pot of scalded milk,
That would always rise,
Until eventually it boiled over.
This and even more.

But things were complicated to explain
And so I didn't say anything
And now i feel guilty
I just pray to God for him to send a message to you,
So you could understand,
And some day forgive me.
This and even more,
But some things are better left unsaid.