[Alternately titled Call You Mine.]
I have silently been biding all of my time,
Though I know, I will never call you mine.
I hold out hope -- hope I didn't know I possessed,
And wonder just what you'd say if I confessed.
Don't tell me I've run out of time,
Don't tell me that I'm out of line;
No matter what it takes, I'll wait...
Please don't tell me that it's too late.
I've tried so hard to forget about you,
But it's so seemingly impossible to do...
I promised myself I'd be second-to-none,
But how can I just say that I'm done?
Nothing about you ever seems to make sense,
I ask you a question, and you're on the defense...
And maybe I confuse you, but you confuse me more--
I think it's okay, then my heart shatters as it hits the floor.
And sometimes I wish I could read your mind,
Othertimes, to my fate I am simply resigned.
There are so many things that I have to hide--
Things I want to tell you, but have to keep inside.
I wish that you would notice me,
These tears that I cry unseen;
I wish that you could see,
That into heartache I careen.
You're everything I've ever wanted,
The reason I'm no longer as haunted;
You're my light in the darkest hour,
The love for which I have scoured.
I wish that you could comprehend,
How you've helped my heart to mend...
I wish that you could hear me when I say,
I want to be with you, forever and today.
So I have been biding all of my time,
Hoping someday to call you mine...
And no matter what it takes, I will wait--
Just please don't tell me that I'm too late.
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Poetry Collection
PoesíaOkay, guys. So - I just wanted to let you know that some of this poetry is going to include foul language. Not all, but some. Some of them are also pretty dark. Consider yourself warned! :)
