Sick of wanting, fawning, yawning then drifting off to sleep
Just to wake with the same circumstances
Alas, it’s just me
It’s more than just having a Romeo
It’s something I know that’s deep
It’s heartfelt, it’s God-breathed
Precious is this dream
I sit back and watch the fireworks explode
The heart light of others I see
Whilst I sit here and implode
Waiting on a love for me
Tired of writing stories
Painful poetry and the like
It’s cutting me too deep
I hope there is an infirmary in sight
I bleed red on this here canvas
Emotions filled with blues
Green with envy at the love
That I continue to lose
Where is a love for me?
I sit for I cannot stand
Been waiting for you so long, Love
Signed,
Your Biggest Fan
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