You cast me off with disregard.
We both think we separate hearts.
I'm on a level not worth admiring.
But I look at you, completely stunning.
I think of you every waking moment.
While your heart's away, I can't really grasp it.
I'm in pain to know you don't realize my sorrow.
But I'm happy to know you can look forward to tomorrow.
You give me mixed signals, and they can't be deciphered.
And now I'm wondering, when is it my turn?
I lose much sleep while you're running through my head.
I try to forget but think more instead.
I don't think you fully understand.
I sptent hours watching tears sift through my heands.
I cry for you, but all I do is listen.
I never speak out and tell you my feelings within.
I keep my poems and I'm scared to reveal them.
I can't tell you because you're still missing him.
You never catch on to the clues I put out.
I'd tell you I love you, but the words just won't come out.
So I'll be patient till you get over him.
I guess I'm stuck here... waiting again.
