Here I am,
In your arms,
Yet, I feel alone,
Tell me why I feel alone.

I just reread our last conversation,
And all I feel in my heart is a sensation,
My smile as wide as the ocean,
And buried in my mind is a notion.

You wanted this
Try to remember
Before you close your eyes
You wanted this

What is freedom
If you have to abstain from dreams
With these unknown schemes
What is freedom

The rock is an anchor
You are not sinking
But you are drowning
The rock is an anchor

Pretending is not being
You taste but are deprived of indulging
Your only option is clinging
Pretending is not being

To whom will you run to
With your weary legs
And tired arms
To whom will you run to

You wanted this
Seek refuge in your past ambitions
Forget about the contemporary conditions
You wanted this

Hurt me,
Take a knife,
And stick it in my heart.

Sadden me,
Bring me strife,
And tear me apart.

Rankle me,
Worry my life,
And ignite regret for our start.

Confuse me,
Blow your fife*,
And execute your compart.

Trick me,
Come to life,
And paint me as art.

Love me,
Call me wife,
And turn around to break my heart.

I am eagerly staring at the door,
I know that I desire more.

My heart is beating out of my chest,
I need to confess.

Enter you stage right,
There is the cue for my fright.

I turn away from your direction,
I become nonchalant assuming zero affection.

You have taken up residency in my mind with your omnipresence,
All day I have waited to indulge in your presence.

If only I could reach out and touch your skin,
For the time being with my eyes I take all of you in.

The utterance of your greeting surges my heart palpitations,
With my response I remind myself of my regulations.

I will stay up tonight replaying my precious thirty minutes with you,
My time with you has ended so I bid you adieu.