We were lying down side by side facing the ceiling.
Me thinking of all the right things I thought were wrong.
You voicing all the wrong things you knew were bad.
I cried.
She loved you, We all do but you don't see.
You know it now, but you know what you want which we don't have.
I don't know where I stand, you don't tell me so it bothers me.
I'm this close to letting go, but my love is not selfish so I'll stay.
Cos even if I love you, I too am human I need some attention.
Some days I want to be kissed, I want to be touched and I want to feel love in my own way.
Other days, I want to be hugged, just lay on your chest and hear you whisper sweetly,
Most days, I want you to look at me like I'm the world, scrap that just stare at me.
However, I understand, you're not the one for me, I'm not the one for you.
For this is just a case of misplaced love and misinterpreted affection.
By the way get your plate out of here, your spaghetti has given birth and I'm almost choking.
And the truth is, you, I'd still keep on loving.
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PoezieI'd rather be in hidden sight, far away from the world and its peering eyes. For all I know and more, the very essence of life is in the moments shared, memories created, tears that flowed or the words never spoken. Sometimes I'm here today, there...
