In a world filled with misunderstandings and strife,A plea for understanding cuts through like a knife."I don't feel so good," six words left unveiled,But you couldn't comprehend, the truth remained veiled."I'll never let you go," five words you'd never say,I laughed, pretending everything was okay.Four days dragged on, an eternity of pain,And amidst the chaos, our love began to wane.If three's a crowd and two was us, one slipped away,Laughter masking heartbreak, a bittersweet display.I wanted to make you feel okay, my dear,But you looked the other way, avoiding my fear.Yearning for a chance to break free and fly,Wishing I didn't want to stay, questioning why.In my heart, a desire for your affection to sway,A wish whispered in secret, that you'd be gay.Is there a reason we're stuck in this loop,A 12-step program to help you regroup?Our conversations, blue as the sky above,Filled with repetitive "heys," searching for love.Frustration lingers as I tear my hair,You never made it there, leaving me in despair.I dined alone at 7, counting every minute,Yearning for your presence, love's hope diminishing.But spare my pride, offer an explanation so clear,Don't label me wrong, let my heart steer.Not your type, you claim, dismissing my plea,Just say you prefer a different sexual orientation, you see.Selfish, I admit, for wanting you so much,You leave me feeling helpless, my heart out of touch.Another day passes, unbearable and long,As I yearn for the wish, that you too belong.I just want to make you feel okay, my love,But you turn away, like a mourning dove.How I wish this longing didn't consume my soul,But alas, I just wish you were gay, to make me whole.In this poem, words echo the pain within,Longing for acceptance, a love we cannot win.Yet hope lingers in the depths of our plea,That one day, love's truth will set us both free.I just wanna make you feel okay,
