Heartache

I sit here alone
I feel nothing
I feel everything
I sit here alone
Am I obsessed?
Or maybe possessed
I sit here alone
Patiently waiting
His heart, I try baiting
I sit here alone
Thoughts of him
Ruled by a whim
I sit here alone
Am I just a toy
To amuse, or bring joy
I sit here alone
Full of heartache
I can't shake
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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