it ***** when you're constantly admired but never loved
it happens every time
people lose interest in me
it doesn't matter how hard i try
they get tired
and suddenly
they are a distant memory

is it?
cloying?
the way in which
we give to each
other?
i've been feeling unsure.

infusing everything on the path,
i've been the rot
you've been the honey.
but when i look for clarity
in silence,
you divulge your interest
(barely louder)
-with a question.

and when you decay towards me
when you use me for your pleasure
and i see the devil in you,
you make me
solely a body.

i mean, what is a future for us?
living alongside,
maybe we'll develop an ******;
but you'll have to want longer,
i to disengage from disavowment.

proximity to omnipresence
only if i stop burying myself,
i want to look into your eyes
and find reciprocity.

I am wanting to be wanted
Not by all, at least by someone
But nobody ever keeps me first
The fears I carry, have often held me to shun
 
I try to feign, I pay no heed
But I espy all the tenuous changes
I try not to get distressed
But I end up getting hurt, knowing people have multiple faces.
 
Everybody loses interest, as time passes by
Nobody keeps a check on anybody, be it me or you
All are engrossed, I know. I wonder if they lie
I’ve come to realize, everyone becomes someone I once knew.

When I asked you what song reminded you of me,
you sent me one about a love curse—
about loving someone dearly and missing them,
and when I messaged you some joke about it,
not about the love curse but about the language,
wanting to clarify but not wanting to be direct,
you responded in what almost looked like nerves.
Neither of us brought up the love curse,
but you didn’t say anyone else made you think of a love song;
am I reading too much into it?

Darling love,
If you should ever deem me worthy of your love,
Then I promise,
Cupid wouldn't need his arrows for us.

You're a work of art,
Gentle with your words,
Yet you're actions lure me most,
Blessing hearts like rays of sunshine
Nourishing the growing plants

The time for us is not yet
And I'm not sure when is
But till the hour dawns
I'm content to watch in the shadows

Bask in the warmth of your smiles
Shower you with my attention
Attend every exhibition
Of your life.