I bridged the gap of two,

I found love for them both.

I made love exist,

With that I am sure of.

Never played the role of Cupid,

But I am mending the busted.

Truly, I have made myself a bridge.

And have tended to their heart’s plea.

Yet, look upon me Master!

‘Am a woman with an afflicted visage;

Touch me so you’ll feel,

the pain growing inside of me;

Hear the beat of my heart,

Like a glass obliterated in just a stroke.

I am deeply hurting–

for I wasn’t loved by you;

And that I should’ve known!