Watching, Waiting
February 15, 2015
You don't see me
standing there -
watching
waiting.
Even with the Moon's
full glare-
longing
hoping.
I whisper your Name
to the quiet night -
watching
waiting.
Yet you don't see my
silent fight -
longing
hoping.
I feel as if I'm
falling apart -
watching
waiting.
But you just walk
right out of my heart-
longing
weeping.
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