Sitting here

thinking it through

of all things I long to say

to tell you how I feel

and what it means

begging for the day you sit up

take notice

knowing it will never come

Longing looks

sideways glances

dying inside laughter escapes

ripped at the seams and hiding away

no breath escapes

waiting praying begging


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