Cicatrice sur mon coeur

On your lips of gold
I was sold
With your eyes so deep
Into them I did seep
Gazing upon your cute little ear
It proved to me that I was truly here
This wasn’t a dream
It is as real as a sun beam
As it did seem like I loved you
You said "No!" and my heart turned blue
At first my heart did flew
Now I don’t know what to do
I am the poet that no one knew
I believe this is the last poem I give to you
Please forgive me for what I did
Revealing the feeling for you, that I hid
If you don’t want me to write
Stand up and do recite
"I know you have feelings for me,
We just must let them be."
On hearing this, my heart maybe filled with sorrow
But it shall be stopped as of tomorrow
Then I’ll drift into darkness once again
From you I shall then abstain
If that is said, it may leave a scar
But I just want to know what your feelings are