Close But No Cigar
Close but no Cigar.
I have tried,
obviously, you don't mind.
I heartily fell and stumbled,
but I stood up in the midst of battled.
I have cried,
obviously, you don't mind.
I have knelt down with tears falling,
for loving you is a gambling.
I have dried,
obviously, you don't mind.
Heating up myself for the entire day,
begging you to come and stay.
I have died,
obviously, you don't mind.
I was dying inside in walking too far,
it was so close but no cigar.
Copyright © Jose Ryan Panes | Year Posted 2017
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