New month, old beginning..

A new month has begun

but my heart is still there 

the place which my mind thinks

is the best one for me

the place which lies inside her heart

the place which wasn't mine

the place which isn't mine

the place which never will never be mine.

But then 
I starve 

for a single glimpse 

of her beautiful face

the face 

which always reminds me 

how enchanting this world can be

how painful this feeling can be

this feeling of loneliness

where 

I usually get lost

until 

a tear drops down my cheeks 

and vaporises within a second

due to the heat 

of the burning soul.