water droplets hanging suspended on foggy glass obscuring my vision of a gray, hazy world a dark eternity why do I strain to see out; to the bleak the hopeless still I wipe the glass clean and with seeing forlorn I close my eyes
not quite deserving the love I have been given not quite no, I cannot return it for I am broken yet I love thee but dare not risk, my own emotions my own heart so easily broken no I must act, pretend, feign to not care