most of us aren't in love
we're in lust
or like
or crushing or swooning or "in the honeymoon stage"
we're infatuated, "in love with the idea of love"
...lonely...
it seems silly really
that love, true love, real love
the kind that isn't a feeling in the morning that changes with your mood
is so rare, almost unattainable
like the infinitesimally small atom resting at the very tip of a needle
but we still hope
us non-lovers i mean. we strive
like gatsby for that green light we want to be (in) love(d)

we go about it different ways-- through crushes and infatuations and "s(he)'s hot" 's
but all us non-lovers
we're trying to love

I would write a poem about you but I don't know you
not yet
I would praise your features, hair-lips-eyes-nose
the angles and curves and lines and scratches that make your face
but
I'm not familiar with them
not yet

All I know is that we're supposed to be together and that one day your face will be etched in my memory for eternity
and that eternity will seem like a microsecond
-no shorter-
when we're together

I would write a poem about you but I don't know you
not yet

This is actually lyrics to a song I wrote. When I record it on soundcloud I will post a link here*

There
There goes that smile again
That smile that always brings me down, and yet my whole world it revolves around
That smile

In this pathetic game,
I'm just a pawn and you're the king
Yet more than once I've dreamt of wedding rings
but

Every day you pass me by without a second glance and I can't help but feel a little more than bruised
I vow to learn from past mistakes
Give up this hopeless chase
Forget all thoughts of ever loving you

(But) Dawn
Dawn brings your smile again
At 7:53 A.M
I find my thoughts pine once again
With hope anew
You'll see my smile too
But 'til that fateful day come true
I'll always wake up to the sound of
Wanting you