I've done it again,
held your hand,
rested my head on your chest,
bought breakfast and coffee,
asked "have you ate"
What is it about you?
the nose, the eyes that exude warmth,
the smile that makes everything feel okay?
Nevertheless, I am a fool,
longing for your love,
yearning for your touch,
waiting for the day you see me,
waiting for the day
that your heart is free of the tumultuous sea
of heartache, pain, and abuse
she puts your through

one sided love,
an art form,
I have mastered

you take my funds,
my being,
my smile
my heart

I am dying
wallowing in my self pity
"what is wrong with me"
I turn and burn
in this ardent flame of longing
I would I could escape the ash of what is left
rise and become reborn
but I am a fool,
longing for your love
waiting for you to say
"I love you" back
waiting for your love
waiting
waiting
waiting for your love