oblivious, dense
as you are
do you ever notice?
how does someone
measures to like you?
to feel something for you,
stupid, naïve
as I am
to fall, to be deceive
by my own mind,
by my own heart
when does the water overflow?
for it to show
for you to know
the lover I have
unsure if I still love,
guilty as a crow
so I wait,
what do I long for?
confuse, thirsty
of something I'll never have
and that's the moon,
that's you.
