Are we more than friends?
Or are we less than lovers?
This question I seek,
Its not for reassurance,
But if there's a chance we'll ever be together,
The hours and days we spend with each other,
They seem amazing,
But when the day ticks down to the end of the night,
There seems to be something missing,
Maybe it's the type of love we don't carry for each other,
Or just the feeling of wanting to held in your arms,
I don't know what to call this,
But you sure have me clueless,
Confused,
And miserable,
I dont only seek someone to love thru the night,
there have been plenty of nights where Ive slept on my own,
I crave more than just your physical touch,
I want emotional love,
Knowing someone doesn't need me,
But that they want me,
They chose me,
Do we have forever?
Maybe,
But yet I know sadly,
That's not us,
So tell me,
What's my job here this time?
What duties is there for me to complete?
And how much will I recieve?
YOU ARE READING
The book of Love
PoetryPoems about the rollercoaster rider that love tends to take you on. Not just love for a partner, but family, friends and even loving yourself.
