While I kiss you goodnight
I cry away from sight.
When I tell you you're mine
I really mean that without you I can't shine.
Sure you may tell me you love me
But I never really agree.
You make me laugh until I cry
And I'm always left wondering why.
Why do I feel this tear in my chest
When I know you'll love me without rest?
Why do I lay in bed thinking of you
Unsure if you think of me too?
Why do I doubt what we've both committed
When we both feel benefitted?
Why do I yearn to hold you
Yet still feel the need to leave you?
It's funny how I'm quick with things like this
And still desire to feel the passionate hot bliss
When I know that in the end I'll just miss
Your kiss?
It's really funny how I sit here and laugh
At how this love I feel is slowly being cut in half
By something that usually just feels like a draft.
I get all choked up at the feeling you give me.
I don't deserve your love and I see that now.
Whether I choose to say it is a mystery.
By then I'll have the words together before my final bow.
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The Welting Chess Board
Poetryjust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
