Am I repeating myself
I hardly even know her
and yet I miss her presence
I wish to see her smiling face
and fill her arms with presents
I wonder if she could ever hear
within this voice of mine
how at times with silent hope
I wish that she were here
This place I make beside me
that efforts and hopes keep clear
I save for her one day
I hope to make that clear
I pretend to hear her heart beat
within the falling of rains
and wonder what I'll have to beat
for with in my heart she reigns
Indebted I am to feelings
for what they give on loan
to ward away that awful feeling
of being all alone
How long have I this suffering
how long will it last
I'll find comfort it discovering
that I will be her last
Though now she's only a dream
a certain deceptive pain
That I must see walking away
through the windowpane
The stories I would tell myself
while on my back I have lied
To me an epic tragedy
to find my dreams have lied
I search your feelings with guesses
and within your soul I've pried
and with every smile you give me
I find desires filled with pride
It's such a heavy burden
my feeling with which your loved
But what a glorious feeling it is
when your being loved
(For Christy)
Copyright © The Situation | Year Posted 2023
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