Sometimes, when I lie in bed,
you will stare at me.
You know not that I am
though you still stare...
As if expecting something.
When I am asleep?
You arise at 6 in the morn,
nudging me to awake as well.
"I want to see you
before I head to work."
You spell out.
I have to comply?
You won't leave me be.
Your day off, and I'm energetic.
"Let's go somewhere."
You're at your computer,
avoiding the world as it
collides around you.
"I have to finish."
I'll go by myself.
I've caught glimpses of you,
going through my phone messages.
Going through my computer:
pictures, inbox, recieved files,
Then, you offer a rebuttal and say
"How am I supposed to know what you do?"
We've argued, the walls are shaken.
"It's all me!" You'd vehemently express.
You never say anything about me...
I've cried more than I ought to,
and you take it as if I'm emotional.
"I trust you more than anyone..."
I can't believe these words.
Love can give flightless birds
Love can also hinder sight.
When am I going to get the chance
to rest my head on your shoulder?
You mention that I never "warm up" to you.
I want to, dearly, though
you're always first in line.
Thinking only of you.
We're in love, my better half.
I'm receding slowly into the grasp
of everlasting fantasy.
Yet, you hang onto reality as if
it's floating away.
I'm reaching out for you, reaching,
You will find me?