No love no God

When you love
You’re scared
of losing her
and you pray to God
for her happiness
for her safety
and for being together
but when she is no longer with you
you have nothing to pray for
and praying becomes just a formality.
I know this may sounds like selfishness
but being a martyr isn’t a beautiful thing.

I feel like that

A farmer waiting for the rain with half of his crops taken away by the sun and half he gave to hope, what’s left with him? Nothing, I feel like that.
A plant wondering where it went wrong for its fruits are not sweet, I feel like that.
A clock which just keeps ticking not knowing what time it is and how long it will take to be, I feel like that.