Looking back on what never was
And dreaming of what may not come to pass
Fills me with utter perplexity.
I've not an ounce of certainty
while drowning myself in my own hesitancy.

Where on earth could you possibly be?
Yet it isn't a question of mere proximity.
The place i truly want to start,
is having you here...
Close to my heart.

I ask myself,
I consult the runes
Eyes pierced in frustration
I throw up the stones...
And in concentration
do well to find...
whats truly on your changing mind.

I tilt my face up to the stars
And thrust my fists at passing cars
While pleadingly I scream your name
In encompassing agony...
In un relinquished pain.

Is it far too much to hope to gain
The clasp of your hand in a warm summer's rain?
Or a meaningful look but for a moment then gone
That says a thousand words without speaking a single one.

You may never ever know
The way i really love you so...
And how a careless comment said
is constantly inside my head.

Signifying nothing at all to you,
And yet to me, hope springs anew...
while staring at the morning dew...
I try to find the slightest clue
of how you feel...
your thought or view.

If you only somehow knew...

How much i want to mean to you.

Good read, Rose.

Les

This is exactly how im feeling at the moment. Though the experiences and specifics are different i cant help but feel helplessly affectionate for someone who doesnt know im even there. Thank you for writing this. It makes me feel less ......alone.

There anymore*....

@les--- TY
@fickledlife--- you sure as hell arent alone.

BTDT

good job little Rosie