Wednesday, September 18, 2013

9.18.13: Longing


And how selfish of me to think that
I can make you bend to me…
Except all I need right now is you.
But you have your own agenda, as you should.
But all I need right now is you.
And my heart aches and it longs for you.
But I can’t ask that of you.
And the words are on the tip of my tongue,
Ready to ask you to stay…
But I bite down hard,
Letting you go your own way. 

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