*               *           *                   *                     *      
        *          *      It seems like the stars glow brighter    *           *        
*                                                      ­                              
           *    *            When I'm sitting next to you               *             *    
             *                                            ­                        *        *        
   *      *  But waiting for you seems like counting the stars          
                      *                         ­                                  *                 *
       *          *            Pointless and lengthy                     *            *
                    *                  *          ­          *               *              

Isn’t it obvious ?
The way I try.
Words I speak and more to be.
Smiles and compliments I give,
In just a futile attempt.

When I try to mend,
The possibility for love.
When my eyes speak,
Of my late night dreams.
You move like the wind,
Your hair like a river.
The shape of your lips,
I’m intrigued. Such grace !
Sculpted you feel,
To my strange eye.
Just a sight of perfection,
A marvel maybe.

You’re imperfect yet so perfect.
I feel. Enchanted.
I could reach out,
Touch your face.
So close yet so far away.

Now such a deep wound I have.
Trying to heal itself,
With false beliefs and hope
That one day in another life,
We could be together as one.

Keep me alone,
All boxed up.
Keep me unknown,
Unable to find home.

Wish to be found,
But don't make a sound.
I just want a friend
To make my loneliness end.

She lied to me.
She wouldn’t stop lying to me.
She faked depression and cutting
just to get close to me.

I said it was fine!
I said it could be worse!
But I can’t stop thinking of it.
Thinking of her.

So much time wasted
On someone who didn’t care.
She said that I helped her
Through countless, scary nights.

But no.
It was fake!
Frances, leave me alone.
For mine and Jenny’s sake.

Is it still love,
If nothing ever changed?
Is it still love,
If my feelings were denounced?
Is it still love,
If you forgot my name?
Is it still love,
If you never look my way?