I burn for your eyes upon mine, but I know you won't glance my way.
I tremble for your arms out reaching; they don't leave your side for mine.
I long for your smile, so playful; sad that it's not meant for me.
I ache for your voice in my ears; instead I lay here, with your songs, playing softly, in the night.
Alone. Dreaming.
The Tao of unsaying
7 years ago
1 comment:
you're much braver than I am with this one. Don't think I could have posted it... but I'd did make me smile and worry for you all at the same time. Leave it to you to remind me it's o.k. to be human.
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