Is my love
untrue?
For when so very
clearly
It’s just me
and not you?
Tell me in a
friendly tone
Is my heart any
less?
For in its thoughts
- it is alone
Cause in kind
you won’t address?
Here I stand
tortured and broken
Moving on
was never a choice
For once
love has awoken
It can’t be
dismissed as noise
Gazing
longingly at your desk
Knowing
there will be no together
An aching
pain in my chest
Who knew the
heart was such a bother?
So carry I
must this pain
Till the end
and beyond
For hidden
it must remain
Else even
friendship might abscond
For those
minutes I speak
And you
smile and reply
Whatever
else may be so bleak
For a moment
my heart can fly
It can soar
and start to sing
Then you suddenly
move away
And falling with
a broken wing
The world
grows dark and gray
So silent
must my heart remain
Let no one speak
even a thought
Here I sit,
tortured and broken
At what cost
was this day sought?
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