Why (Look Not For The Rhyme, Look For The Reason) Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

Why do you frown, look away,
every time I gaze at you,
why do you have to turn back
when we are about to meet,
why did you return the ring
I gave you last Valentine’s?

Is it something that I did,
something that I did not do,
is it something that I said,
one thing that I did not say?
Do tell me and do not leave me
hanging in uncertainty.

If you do not need my love,
I will rip with my own hand
my poor heart where it exists;
if you say I forget you,
I’ll promptly cut off my brain
where I dearly enshrined you.