How many more times can I write about love...or the lack thereof?
Endless streams of couples, bursting with passion
Wrapped in affection

This lonely pain intensifies each sunrise
By the time the sun sets I am ready to lament

I wish each cry washed away the heartache
If all my sighs could open up a ladies eyes

The classic nice guy that's even worst off, because I'm shy
In my feelings, over thinking, WHY!?!

How many more time can I write about a feeling I know nothing about?
Endless streams of couples, viewed from my rose coloured lens
Wrapped in a sham

By Axton Rupp