You crave this certain need for attention,
but once given,
you can't help but look away.
This constant chase for affection,
has driven me mad.
So easily able to let go,
but something always draws me back.
Could it be your soft spoken ways?
Or the way your eyes crinkle with every smile?
I give you exactly what you desire,
but if feels as if it is always lacking.
No longer can I continuously give you my everything,
for nothing in return.
This muse must end so suddenly,
without a thought in mind.
Maybe it's the timing,
that just wasn't right.
Finding any excuse,
to drag myself away from you.