This was written by my auntie (Tita Chanda). This poem is everyone who was denied by their loved ones for another person.
If only I could…
If only I could make you feel.
How much you mean to me.
I could have done it many times.
If only my eyes could talk.
It could have told you my feelings.
If only I could hug your voice.
I could have held it so tight.
If only I could tell you my feelings.
I could have shouted it to the world.
But I control myself hardly not to tell you.
Because I saw you happy with your man
And told myself… If only I could.
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