Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
I wish things were different.
I know you do too.
Our tepid connection is just not the same,
and sometimes I wish I never knew your name.
Still your face and your smile are ingrained in my heart,
and it breaks when I think that again we're apart.
Time is the only thing that may change your mind
but I am afraid as it passes I'll only find
you're still resistant, fearing the lie
that you are not number one, and it makes my hope die.
I don't want to be on hold, "wait and see".
I am who I am and I want intimacy.
I'll always be flawed and traveling with baggage.
If it's perfection you seek then I'm not the package.
I told you that you needed to definitively choose me,
and "not looking to date others" isn't the choice that should be
the reason why we are trying to be together.
Its a suspended relationship, not on track for forever.
This love purgatory
isn't for me.
Copyright © Alye Lee | Year Posted 2018
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