Everything is so versatile,
I wait for hours for you,
To just talk for a while.
You have a half minute conversation,
And am left with eyes of tears and face with smile.
What if I could let you know of, without hesitation?
But you are someone's, not mine...
And one day with this schedule,
My darling, I'd be fine.
Though it hurts a lot, that everything you forgot.
But now, I love the symbol of my love, these tears brine...
They take away all the anger for you every moment.
And I am made to love you even more,
Even though, for you am a parallel line..
I bolt the door and spill my emotions on the floor...
Have you ever seen my condition through that peep hole?
Let me name him, gladiator for this site.. Am just too afraid to ever let him know about my feelings... Just mine, after all...