Often I find myself thinking of you...
But I guess that isn't the same for you.
Often I find myself longing for your affection...
Even just a little of your much needed attention.
Often I find myself missing your kiss...
and then I ask myself why we ended like this.
Often I find myself wanting your touch...
But I guess your love isn't that much.
Often I find myself craving for your hugs...
But what I get is a frown and a shrug.
Often I find myself feeling empty...
Waiting for the day, when you will truly love me.
