If you have ever been in a position of being in love with someone who prefers to be somebody else, you could not feel much different than this.

Whenever I think of youI feel so elated that it tends to renewWhenever I think of himI feel exactly the opposite and turn grim.Whenever my thoughts stray to you,I feel that you are the greatest; for you there cannot be “in lieu”Whenever my thoughts stray to himI wonder why, in comparison my chances are slim.Whenever I come across you,You appear as effervescent as the morning dewWhenever I come across him,I can’t help but feel that preferring him to me, you must have acted on a whim.I feel I am so suitable for you,Unlike in printing, with me you do not need any preview.Exactly the opposite stands for him,He, to you should be as much of an anathema as to USA is a rogue regime.I wish your destiny with mine I could sew,For I cannot contemplate life without you.I don’t know how you are going to tolerate him,Preferring me would be a shift that can at best be described as paradigm.I feel so great to be with you,That even with other women around, towards you I tend to skew.I don’t know why you feel so great with himYou should be treating him the way one tends to browse and skim.I am so enamoured of you,I would love to stick to you as glue.However when it comes to him,Normally I tend to float with the tide, however on this issue, I would rather swim.Even in my dreams, when my thoughts collect around youIt is no different than your physical presence, I wish I could tell when my mind flewWhen in my dreams(nightmares), if my thoughts ever ponder on himI wish in reality too, it were possible to decimate him after a workout at the gym.I can only meditate on youMy mind gets immediately focussed since the likes of you are so few.I can only agitate on himSelecting him as your life partner is like selecting your antonym.You cannot imagine how much I adore you,You are central to my life, you will always be the first in the queue.I do not know how to prevail upon you your unsuitableness for him,He does not even deserve to be on the periphery, he is like some spectacle’s dirty rim.“Old is not always gold”; let me tell you,You could do with somebody new.You need someone much better than him,He deserves to be just a passing fancy; just an interim.My friends tell me that in seriously considering you,I could be taking on more than what I can chew,But I personally feel that if you could choose someone like him,My chances shall always be on the brim.Whenever I am near you,You are present conspicuously in my view.Whenever I am near himFor his exclusion from my vision, light need not go further dim.I shall always wait for your cue,For I am dying to be with you.As for your wanting to be with himOnce your are with me, you will treat him as an extra in a third grade Hollywood film.Although such thoughts you would like me to eschew,I would fancy my chances only with youIf you however continue to persist with him,For your welfare, I can only express a silent prayer, a hymn.Let me sum it up by saying that it does not matter if you do not choose me,At least refrain from choosing him too whom I consider my worst enemy.