It's my failure..

I know,


It's my failure,


 if I could not let you know how much you meant for me..


It's my failure,


 if I was not able to convey the depth of my feelings for you..


It's my failure,


 if I was not able to make you feel the same for me..


It's my failure,


 in many-many more unthinkable ways..


Still I do think,


if I would have succeeded in being with you,


what would have happened?


A fear, of losing you all the time due to over amorous 


behavior?


Or


Faith, Love, Truth amalgamated to give joyful confidence in


 each other?


I wish, you were not what you've become..


For the volumes of your extraordinary talent fail to subdue 


the screams of your vices..


It's my failure..