The poet in me seeks the lost soul in you
My pen never ceases,
Your glances never ending
The look upon your face, it tortures me
Crestfallen, brow furrowed, mouth turned down at the edges
I feel your pain,
It radiates off in waves
If you would just let some of those rays sink into me instead.
To lessen your burden would ease my mind
Even if for a moment or two
To see you smile if only for an instant,
Would make it all worth the while.
I never said loving me would be easy,
I never said time would be kind
I never said any of the things that I should have
And now we both pay the price.