The signs were always there, you just failed to notice. And life is difficult, so why should one have to face it alone? This feeling in my heart beckons me to admit the truth, yet my soul is lost in confusion while you seem so oblivious to the signs. Certainly you must have noticed something by now? Maybe that is the reason you seem silent towards me. But it hurts me inside. And the longer I hold it in, the more you seem to not see it… or do you ignore it? Truly you are not that cruel. Though I have to admit, you certainly don’t reply to me in the way I want you to. Maybe my wants are selfish. Maybe they are futile. But are they meaningless to you? I wish the answer to that was more clear than it seems for I Am lost.
Can’t you see the ‘wanting’ that I feel? I long for more than just the fragile feeling we hold. We started off so much better than we are now, and it has been such a short time since then. Am I being too rash?
I know of your pain. I have heard how painful your life has been (from you, of course) . My life has been a woe of crying and wanting too. Yet you seem to refuse yourself from freeing away from it. Or am I the one that is blind?
That void of uncertainty peels at my heart. And yet I do nothing, but wait. Waiting for that moment. Wanting for it to come sooner, yet when it gets here I will be alone… Not knowing what to do or say. I will be isolated. That feeling makes my heart burn, yet with a cold so bitter..
I know what I must do now. And I know that watching from a distance and just hoping it would happen, that would not help. So I have to do it. The moment will come far too late. I do not want this, I need it instead. The burning desire of a lonely soul is to much of a burden for one to hold alone.
My words can be meaningless or meaningful. So which is it to you? I just need to know. Your silence is like poison to me. It kills me. And I am dying. So please… just hear me out. If it isn’t to be, then let me know. But you cannot decide until you hear what I have to say. So please listen, listen to my tears and ‘hear’ me…
My dearest one… Life has me trapped. I want you to see that. So please, take me by your touch and tell me what do you want from me. Hon, I love you… Do you love me too?
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