I do not understand...

I do not understand, what is love,
No, I do not have even a hunch of it.
For me it is just a word,
Sounding an unknown definition.

Yes, I do not understand what is love,
Is it that feeling, when you secretly long to see him?
To hear his voice, just one more time,
Or when he is always present with you, even in his absence.

I think, I do not understand what is love,
Is it that emotion, when you are happy, only when he is happy?
And you want to cry when he is sad,
So at that moment, you want to hug him and say everything will be alright.

It is true; I do not understand what is love,
Is it when, your first thought and your last is him?
Or while you are hearing a love song, your thoughts quiver,
So your desire is to be that girl, for whom the guy is singing.

I know, I do not understand what is love,
But still, I want him to be close to me,
So close, that I want to feel his warm breath.
Enriching my very soul, making me complete.

I understand, that understanding love is beyond my scope,
Is it, when you feel empty inside, knowing he doesn’t want you?
But you still smile to see him smiling with somebody else.
Even though it might cut your heart into infinite pieces.

I do not understand, is that love?
When my heart skips a beat, just by hearing his name,
When raindrops seem like diamonds, emitting thousands of his images,
When my last wish would be, that there will be someday, that he might love me back...