my first love poem

This is a poem i wrote two years back, when i just couldn't understand what happens to be 'love', what it feels like without the motion of what it should feel like, for myself and for everyone around me. Because in the eyes(and mostly hearts) of many, it just translated pain, misery, tears, broken-bitter hearts, basically it was all misery. And i just wrote on it. What i thought 'love' was at that time :)

I don't understand your reasoning

The way you cocoon your thoughts 

When i try to reach them

The way you inflict so much pain in your already shattered heart

All i want is to share your pain

Help you breathe when your lungs are heavy with dry air

I want to wash the blood stained on your back

Collect your tears with my bare hands

All i want is to be there for you

But you still push me aside

Where i dream of what you are

Never seeing your face

You push me aside 

Where you are never a reality