The courage to say out loud not in front of many, not before a crowd
To one person, one man
Why can’t you look at me and understand
My feelings for you are deeper than our interactions allow me to express
You’re more than casual, more than a weekly caress
I never know where I stand with you
I can never tell what you’ll do
You don’t call, barely come to see me anymore at all
I wish I could let it go because deep down the answers to my questions
I know
Yet I’m still here
Waiting for you to see me, hoping that you’ll care
Read between the lines, I'm lying. When I tell you I'm fine, inside I'm dying.
After
We can share pillows, but can't share time
You appreciate my body but don’t care to know my mind
You have so many ladies you expect me to wait in line
But I‘m not dumb, stupid, deaf or blind
Read this poem and take it as a sign
I’m done with you, for real this time
You appreciate my body but don’t care to know my mind
You have so many ladies you expect me to wait in line
But I‘m not dumb, stupid, deaf or blind
Read this poem and take it as a sign
I’m done with you, for real this time
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