A pretentious poem unleashes itself..

In the dark lonely abyss called life,
many-a lights i've got.
But one shines different from the rest,
brightest of the lot
with the grip of a preying snake,
it holds my every thought
She's a girl i hate to love,
but cant help not !

Ups and downs of time have come,
without a bat of an eye,
ran along the hills of life,
and happily did survive,
but now reveals a twist in tale,
and begs to question why
this path has come my way today
and if its worth a try